What we're doing is so wrong, and what you're wearing is so right (it's so tight!)
But I've never felt better so I'm going out to get her
and I don't care what set of wheels I steal to get there.


What she thinks is all right, and the way she looks is just fine.
She sure as hell ain't you, but lord knows she'll have to do.
If I could only make it make you want to want me. One more drink, I think, should do.


Only the lonesome love us. Only the careless can handle us.