You're Insane

You must be crazy or half insane
Look at your eyeballs, street cocaine
You drink that white rum, you hit the roof
What do you expect, 151 proof, shit

You drive your mustang down Sunset Strip
And in the back seat, a big black whip
Look at your lipstick, all 'round your face
Everything you do is in bad taste

Baby, I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love
Honey, it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane

You take me dancing but I can't dance
But when I try to, you start to laugh
You shake your hips, child, like a rattle snake
You make me jealous, make no mistake

You went to Woodstock and all that trash
Your generation is fading fast
You wear them hot pants, they're out of style
You like brown sugar, I think it's vile

Honey, I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love
Baby, it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane

One of these nights, child, it won't be long
Somebody somewhere who's big and strong
In a dark alley, a blood stained coat
He'll stick his long foot right down your throat

Honey, I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love
Baby, it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane

Lord have mercy
Hey baby, I think you're insane, baby
You got no brain, you're insane

Tell me, baby, can you play harp?
Can you play bass?
Can you play guitar?
Can you play drum?
Then you're insane, oww!

You're insane

Boogie
Boogie
You're insane
You've got no brain,'yeah!