You gotta choose your rock' roll You're sure to make him go But when, when will you find
You're the chieftain of your show You're led just by the road You're tired and you know best The way he tried to help you rest
Oh what a body, tanned by sun Built to know just what I mean
He's got to dance his moves alone And make the floor his own
I told him yes then told him no Left alone to ride the flow But songs, at fall of night Though I'm away, make it alright
Oh what a body, tanned by sun Built to know just what I mean
You got to choose your rock' roll You're sure to make him go But when, when will you find
Oh what a body, tanned by sun Built to know just what I mean
You got to choose your rock' roll