(Rocco, Rocco, Rocco...) He's 24 and he's doing more Than a Rolling Stone roadie, that's for sure Rocco is an ace and the band is leaning on him Sure, he is the man we can miss But now he's leaving because of Bliss A mother with nothing under her sun-tanned skin Rocco, don't go, oh no Don't go, no Rocco, don't go Oh no Rocco, don't go, oh no Don't go, no Rocco, don't go Oh no She ain't the right woman for a boy like you She ain't the little blown dancer you think She don't feel for you like she ought to do And we need you Love you Beg you Rocco, don't go Oh no Don't leave us, believe us We can't miss you Rocco, don't go Oh no Oh no Oh no He's a handy man on the stage and on the van For the sound and the light he's our right hand Rocco is a winner and the band is leaning on him Rocco, don't go, oh no Don't go, no Rocco, don't go Oh no And we need you Love you Beg you Rocco, don't go Oh no Oh no Oh no And we need you, love you, beg you Rocco, don't go Rocco, don't go, oh no Don't go, no Rocco, don't go Oh no Rocco, don't go, oh no Don't go, no Rocco, don't go And we need you Love you Beg you Rocco, don't go Don't leave us, believe us We can't miss you Rocco, don't go Oh, no