(Bowie/Gabrels)

Just the twinkling lights of heaven
Two reflections on the sparkling water
Hand in hand in love with love
uh-huh
I love the cheap things that you say-a-say
You belong in rock 'n roll
You belong in rock 'n roll
You belong in rock 'n roll
Well so do I
I love how she moves me
It makes me feel alright,
alright, alright, alright

I'm a hurt, I'm a hurt,
I'm a hurting
I'm a man with a beat in my pocket
I'm going down to the rhythm of love
I love the bad luck that you bring
You belong in rock 'n roll
You belong in rock 'n roll
You belong in rock 'n roll
Well so do I
Alone on a mean street
It makes me feel on fire, on fire, on fire, on fire, on fire
On fire, on fire, on fire, on fire, on fire

I love the cheap street in your walk,
uh-huh
You belong in rock 'n roll
You belong in rock 'n roll
Well so do I
I love how she moves me
It makes me feel alright, alright, alright,
alright, alright
Oh-oh!