A woman in a car
Wishin' on a star
Prayin' that lover don't go that far
He's holding her tight by the dashboard light
Thinkin' all alone he's gonna score tonight
Look at me baby
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
Tellin' me to stick it where the sun don't shine
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
I got the money, honey, you got the time
The other night after the show
I was hangin' with Brett and the boys
Doin' the dirty deeds of a bonafide rock star
When I thought it was time to crash
So I went upstairs to the leftover bedroom
You know what, I came across Charlie Sheen with two blondes
Long, long legs
A midget and a camera
A woman in a skirt
Man, how it hurts
Rubbin' my nose all in the dirt
Seven-inch heels, sex appeal
Slap me on the face if I cop a feel
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
Tellin' me to stick it where the sun don't shine
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
I got the money, honey, you got the time
I introduced myself and the next thing I knew
I was at some swanky Hollywood party
Bumpin' uglies with Ellen Page, Heather Graham
I believe Milla Kunis was there too
I was knee-deep in sweet, sexy senoritas
I was so excited
I felt like a Les Psul
Screamin' for some fingers
Show 'em what I mean retro
I looked out the window
The sun was startin' to rise
And the ugly had already went home
My head was spinnin
And my heart was thumping
Charlie was face down in a bowl of pineapple jello
Being the responsible one
I found Corey Feldman
And asked him if he could give us a ride home
He said he was on his way
Damn? What breasts
Body in a dress
She's the kind of girl that puts the X in sex
A vixen and a sleaze
A real prick tease
She's the kind of woman that gets you on your knees
Look at me, baby
You're drivin' me crazy
Tellin' me to stick it where the sun don't shine
Look at me, baby
You're drivin' me crazy
I got the money, honey
You got the time
Corey finally got us home
And he helped me get Charlie up the stairs
To his Santa Monica pleasure palace
It was high noon in the wild, wild west
And Charlie was hankerin' for some burnin' love
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rings
And it was a beautiful thing
He let his fingers do the walkin
His money do the talkin
He let his tiger blood run free
Look at me, baby
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A woman in a car
Wishin' on a star
Prayin' that lover don't go that far
He's holding her tight by the dashboard light
Thinkin' all alone he's gonna score tonight
Look at me baby
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
Tellin' me to stick it where the sun don't shine
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
I got the money, honey, you got the time
The other night after the show
I was hangin' with Brett and the boys
Doin' the dirty deeds of a bonafide rock star
When I thought it was time to crash
So I went upstairs to the leftover bedroom
You know what, I came across Charlie Sheen with two blondes
Long, long legs
A midget and a camera
A woman in a skirt
Man, how it hurts
Rubbin' my nose all in the dirt
Seven-inch heels, sex appeal
Slap me on the face if I cop a feel
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
Tellin' me to stick it where the sun don't shine
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
I got the money, honey, you got the time
I introduced myself and the next thing I knew
I was at some swanky Hollywood party
Bumpin' uglies with Ellen Page, Heather Graham
I believe Milla Kunis was there too
I was knee-deep in sweet, sexy senoritas
I was so excited
I felt like a Les Psul
Screamin' for some fingers
Show 'em what I mean retro
I looked out the window
The sun was startin' to rise
And the ugly had already went home
My head was spinnin
And my heart was thumping
Charlie was face down in a bowl of pineapple jello
Being the responsible one
I found Corey Feldman
And asked him if he could give us a ride home
He said he was on his way
Damn? What breasts
Body in a dress
She's the kind of girl that puts the X in sex
A vixen and a sleaze
A real prick tease
She's the kind of woman that gets you on your knees
Look at me, baby
You're drivin' me crazy
Tellin' me to stick it where the sun don't shine
Look at me, baby
You're drivin' me crazy
I got the money, honey
You got the time
Corey finally got us home
And he helped me get Charlie up the stairs
To his Santa Monica pleasure palace
It was high noon in the wild, wild west
And Charlie was hankerin' for some burnin' love
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rings
And it was a beautiful thing
He let his fingers do the walkin
His money do the talkin
He let his tiger blood run free
Look at me, baby
Wishin' on a star
Prayin' that lover don't go that far
He's holding her tight by the dashboard light
Thinkin' all alone he's gonna score tonight
Look at me baby
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
Tellin' me to stick it where the sun don't shine
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
I got the money, honey, you got the time
The other night after the show
I was hangin' with Brett and the boys
Doin' the dirty deeds of a bonafide rock star
When I thought it was time to crash
So I went upstairs to the leftover bedroom
You know what, I came across Charlie Sheen with two blondes
Long, long legs
A midget and a camera
A woman in a skirt
Man, how it hurts
Rubbin' my nose all in the dirt
Seven-inch heels, sex appeal
Slap me on the face if I cop a feel
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
Tellin' me to stick it where the sun don't shine
Look at me baby
You're drivin' me crazy
I got the money, honey, you got the time
I introduced myself and the next thing I knew
I was at some swanky Hollywood party
Bumpin' uglies with Ellen Page, Heather Graham
I believe Milla Kunis was there too
I was knee-deep in sweet, sexy senoritas
I was so excited
I felt like a Les Psul
Screamin' for some fingers
Show 'em what I mean retro
I looked out the window
The sun was startin' to rise
And the ugly had already went home
My head was spinnin
And my heart was thumping
Charlie was face down in a bowl of pineapple jello
Being the responsible one
I found Corey Feldman
And asked him if he could give us a ride home
He said he was on his way
Damn? What breasts
Body in a dress
She's the kind of girl that puts the X in sex
A vixen and a sleaze
A real prick tease
She's the kind of woman that gets you on your knees
Look at me, baby
You're drivin' me crazy
Tellin' me to stick it where the sun don't shine
Look at me, baby
You're drivin' me crazy
I got the money, honey
You got the time
Corey finally got us home
And he helped me get Charlie up the stairs
To his Santa Monica pleasure palace
It was high noon in the wild, wild west
And Charlie was hankerin' for some burnin' love
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rings
And it was a beautiful thing
He let his fingers do the walkin
His money do the talkin
He let his tiger blood run free
Look at me, baby
Writer: Billly RATHBONE
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid