Here comes trouble In the shape of a lady She started cool but now Shes coming around daily Shes got some big ideas About being my baby Its her game With the name of love Now shes sure pretty That I have to confess But no five-star fox is Getting me in a mess Lets buy a ring, she says Lets go and get blessed Its her game and she calls it love Rock and roll rules my soul Pushing everything and everyone To one side But when all grows old Chills still cold When I sing with my sweet guitar When I sing with my sweet My sweet guitar Dont waste your tears on me Go cry in the river What you need I aint About to deliver Im my own man and Thats how Im gonna stay cause music is The name of the game Rock and roll rules my soul Pushing everything and everyone To one side But when all grows old The chills still cold While I sing with my sweet guitar While I sing with my sweet My sweet guitar