I don't need a credit card
To buy your love
I don't need no Cadillac
To match your leather gloves
'Cause I am going crazy
When I take your hand
I need your attention
Not some blank psycho stare
Gimme some lovin' Charlene
Gimme some lovin' Charlene
I know your mama and she don't like me
But 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
Gimme some lovin' Charlene
Gimme some lovin' Charlene, Charlene
I like your made-up-eyes
They glow like fire
I like your moves
'Cause you never tire
And you're familiar with the backseat
Take your sweet time
You build me up so hot
Love's a crime
Gimme some lovin' Charlene
Gimme some lovin' Charlene, Charlene
Charlene (7x)
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