He Rocks - Wynonna Judd

To see him walking by, he might not catch your eye

Here’s why, not quite heaven sent, kinda Clark Kent

Yeah, that’s it, he’s got the profile of an average Joe

But wicked on the weekend when he’s on a roll

He rocks, he kicks, born for a good time and he don’t miss a lick

He can talk it, he can walk it, he can throw down with the best

Gets you thinking things that you never would confess

Send your mama into shock, he rocks

He’s got all the moves, showed me one or two

He’ll take you 'cross the floor, charm you to the core for sure

Throwing on some makeup, kinkin' up my hair

Come on taxi driver, you gotta get me there

He rocks, he kicks, born for a good time and he don’t miss a lick

He can talk it, he can walk it, he can throw down with the best

Gets you thinking things that you never would confess

Send your mama into shock, he rocks

He rocks, he kicks, born for a good time and he don’t miss a lick

He can talk it, he can walk it, he can throw down with the best

Gets you thinking things that you never would confess

Send your mama into shock, he rocks