U hoeft het er niet mee eens te zijn, maar ik associeer dit nummer in de eerste plaats met de zomer en het bijbehorende weer, van toen het uitkwam, 1973. De Engelse zangeres Linda Lewis. De associatie met warm en vochtig, past bij “nu”.
When you come out Cisco,
I’m out of breath for you
I run to your bus stop
Trying hard to look cool
‘Cause I got a crunch for you, baby
I’m filled with butterflies
Yes, I give up my lunch for you, baby
If you just give me the eye
I wanna rock with you
Rock-a-doodle do
Rock-a-doodle do
Rock-a-doodle do
Rock-a-doodle do
Pop, a bumper, satins and jeans
You’re always be in my dreams
You’re next to ecstasy
Why don’t you notice me?
Keep here in my hub, papa say
You’re no good riff and rough
Betcha know Mama tear away
As far as I’m concerned, you’re far out
I wanna rock with you
Rock-a-doodle do
Rock-a-doodle do
Rock-a-doodle do
Rock-a-doodle do
You send the way that you’ll ever start
To be my steady
I’m ready to be your regular sweetheart
Rock-a-doodle do (Rock me)
Rock-a-doodle do (Shock me)
Rock-a-doodle do
Rock-a-doodle do
‘Cause I got a crunch for you, baby
I’m filled with butterflies
Yes, I give up my lunch for you, baby
If you just give me the eye
I wanna rock with you
Rock-a-doodle do
Rock-a-doodle do (Rock, rock)
Rock-a-doodle do (Rock, rock)
Rock-a-doodle do (Rock, rock)
Rock-a-doodle do (Rock, rock)
Rock-a-doodle do
