rosie

Rod Stewart

No more machines, Coke canteens, no more standing in line.
Monday morning blues, rush hour queues, gonna leave it all behind.
No more tools, union rules, no more eight hour days.
Wake up calls, red brick walls, weddings in the pouring rain.

Oh, Rosie, meet me by the factory wall.
I'll take you all the places that you've never been.
And won't come back no more.

Imitation plants, back streets girls.
I love the colours in your hair.
No more envy on the bicycle shed.
I'm getting married on the state welfare.

Oh, Rosie, meet me by the factory wall.
I'll take you all the places that you've never been.
And won't come back no more.
No more, no!
Ooh!

I may not work for another week.
I may not work at all.
I think I'll crash in the winners path.
So you can stick this lousy job.
Right up your!

Oh, Rosie, meet me by the factory wall.
I'll take you all the places that you've never been.
And won't come back.
No!

One more time!
Oh, Rosie, meet me by the factory wall.
I'll take you all the places that you've never been.
And won't come back no more.

Ooh!