You're Insane

Woo!

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

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, yeah

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 rattlesnake

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

Yeah

One of these nights, child, it won't be long

Somebody somewhere who's big and strong

In a dark alley, a bloodstained coat

He'll stick his long thing 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

Woo

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

You're insane

Higher

Boogie

Boogie

Boogie

Oh yeah

You're insane

You got no brain, baby