Got a rented Chevy, it's an out-of-towner
Leaning on the rack by the check-out counter
Got the Globe and the Star and some cayenne pepper
Promise to bring her back just the way that I left her
They say that good things come in two's
Here's a little news you can use
Everybody says you've nothing to lose
You look good in patent leather shoes
I hear your mama was a teenage queen
Cover of November Sassy Magazine
Well, it's not your mama that I crave
Where did you ever learn to behave?
I hear the boys are lining up outside of your house
24 hours a day you've been drawing crowds
Well, I bet you've got something there that you want to hide
Cause everybody want's to get inside
Hey, going my way...
How old did you say you were..
Patent Leather Shoes Lyrics