Some friends of mine and me stayed up all through the night
Rockin' pretty steady 'til the sky went light
And didn't go to bed
Didn't go to work
I picked up the telephone
Told the boss he was a jerk

Your mama don't like it
When you run around with me
But we got to hip your mama
That you got to live free
Don't need her
Don't need school
You don't like your daddy
Don't dig rules

So, come on, baby, let's go
Don't you hear the rock 'n' roll playin' on the radio
Sound so right?
Girl, you better grab hold
Everybody's got to know
Anything that's rock 'n' roll's fine
Anything that's rock 'n' roll's fine

Oh oh oh oh, my little, baby
I'm a little bit shaken
I'm a little bit crazy
But I know what I want
I want it right now
While the electric guitars are playin' way up loud

Come on, baby, let's go
Don't you hear the rock 'n' roll playin' on the radio
Sound so right?
Girl, your better grab hold
Everybody's got to know
Anything that's rock 'n' roll's fine
Anything that's rock 'n' roll's fine

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Tom Petty