All right

You could tell me lots of lies
And I could believe every word
You could tell me alibis
And I would believe every word
Oh, you could tell me lots of things
And I would believe in them all
So, honey why don't you come to my house
And we'll have ourselves a fun time
But you look so cute
I know that you are a boot
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You got long green hair
And second [?] lips
You got ears on your head
Oh, and I love your smile too
Goodness grace
Some other place in time
Well, I want you when you're looking so sweet
And I want you on my mind
You looking so young
You look so bright
You gotta stay with me this afternoon
Hey June
Right!

Oh, take, girl, yeah
Oh yeah
You do it so good

Yeah
I got you on mind
And he telephone book is behind
My chair and in my living room
Come on honey, we'll lie on the sofa
Watching TV
Getting VW
F [?] ... looking so ... [?]
But I don't know where you're hanging up
And I should know just as much about
Well,there's lovin'
Ooh, there's lovin' [nothing?]

Punk out