LOVIN' CHARLENE
I don't need a credit card to buy your love
I don't need no Cadillacs to match
Your leather gloves
'Cause baby I'm goin' crazy,
Take you by the hand
Not some blank psycho stare
You gotta give me some lovin' Charlene
Gimme some lovin' Charlene
I know your mama and she don't like me
Cause I'm not the type of boy
She wants you to see
But I wanna take you home and go for a ride
Cause I got the poison - let me inside
You gotta give me some lovin' Charlene
Gimme some lovin' Charlene
I like your made-up eyes cause
They glow like fire
I like you moves, 'cause you never tire
And you're familiar with the back seat
Take your sweet time
You build me up so hot love's crime
You gotta give me some lovin' Charlene
Gimme Some Lovin' Charlene