Artist: rod stewart
Song: you're insane
Ooh, Lord have mercy
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, one-five-one proof, yeah, oh
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, boogie
You take me dancin' 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, yeah, oh
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 when 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, yeah
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 thing right down your throat
Honey I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love, yeah
My baby it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane, ooh
Lord have mercy
Hey baby, I think you're insane baby
You got no brain, you're insane, yeah
Tell me baby, can you play harp
Can you play bass?
Can you play guitar?
Can you play drum?
Then you're insane, aww
You're insane, [Incomprehensible]
Boogie, boogie, boogie, booga
Yeah insane, you got no brain
Yeah babe, ooh aww, aww, aww, aww
