Rocket Road

All alone on sat'day night, feeling oh, so low
I rolled into a party at a home in Rocket Road
Confronted by a squeeze of a hundred V.I.P.'s
I got refrigerated by a blast of social freeze
  (Oh, yeah, that's me honey, over here, honey)
My supermarket footwear lifted high above the floor
As they took me by the elbows and moved me to the door
And in that smokey air I saw her standing there
I hope she didn't laugh when they kicked me down the stairs

Hey, sugar, can you hear me down home in Rocket Road
Let me rock, rock rock it, until the set explodes
I know you'd love to meet me, but daddy says no, no, no
So let me rock, rock, rock it on your daddy's radio

Hands down in my pockets, heart sunk to my shoes
I rolled on slowly home, in love and badly bruised
A host of stretcher.bearers sang her praises in my head
As I made myself some coffee and put my bones to bed
  (Oh, yeah, that's me honey, Deranged honey)
A little after midnight I picked up my guitar
I put it all to music and I sang it to my dog
The only way to hit back was via the hit parade
I hope she doesn't laugh when she hears me sing and play...