Here comes trouble
In the shape of a lady
She started cool but now
Shes coming around daily
Shes got some big ideas
About being my baby
Its her game
With the name of love

Now shes sure pretty
That I have to confess
But no five-star fox is
Getting me in a mess
Lets buy a ring, she says
Lets go and get blessed
Its her game and she calls it love

Rock and roll rules my soul
Pushing everything and everyone
To one side
But when all grows old
Chills still cold
When I sing with my sweet guitar
When I sing with my sweet
My sweet guitar

Dont waste your tears on me
Go cry in the river
What you need I aint
About to deliver
Im my own man and
Thats how Im gonna stay
cause music is
The name of the game

Rock and roll rules my soul
Pushing everything and everyone
To one side
But when all grows old
The chills still cold
While I sing with my sweet guitar
While I sing with my sweet
My sweet guitar