Pocket Rocket

Robbie Williams

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    And she hurts, but it's worth it
    She thinks she deserves it
    She secretly loves it
    Can't stop getting off
    And it burns
    And it burns
    And it burns
    And it burns
    And she dies, or you learn
    Or she's just wasting her turn

    And I came, but she maims
    And she don't explain
    It's the fame
    It's the shame
    It's the name of the game
    And it works
    And it works
    And it works
    And it works
    Till it don't
    Then it hurts
    And she just keeps getting worse

    I just want you in my pocket

    What a time to be alive!
    What a time to be alive!
    What d'you do with your big fat life?
    Are you gonna let it blow your mind?

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    I just wanna be your rock, yeah

    Is she a plane or a bird?
    Something more absurd?
    I can see
    Is she me?
    Am I Richard the Third?
    First she takes off your face
    Then she takes off her clothes
    Then she leaves you with nothing, like only God knows

    I just want you in my pocket

    What a time to be alive!
    What a time to be alive!
    What d'you do with your big fat life?
    Are you gonna let it blow your mind?

    I just wanna be your rock, yeah

    What a time to be alive!
    What a time to be alive!
    What d'you do with your big fat life?
    Are you gonna let it blow your mind?

    I just wanna be your rock, yeah
    I just wanna be your rock, yeah

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    Composición: Robbie Williams, Owen James Parker, Karl Pete Brazil y Tom Longworth

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