Rod Stewart - You're Insane Lyrics
(r. stewart / p.chen)You must be crazy or half insaneLook at your eyeballs, street cocaineYou drink that white rum, you hit the roofWhat do you expect, one-five-one proofYou drive your mustang down sunset stripAnd in the back seat, a big black whipLook at your lipstick, all round your faceEverything you do is in bad tasteChorus:Baby I think youre cuteBut theres no substitute for loveHoney its a crying shameThis whole mad town thinks youre insaneYou take me dancing but I cant danceBut when I try to, you start to laughYou shake your hips child like a rattle snakeYou make me jealous make no mistakeYou went to woodstock and all that trashYour generation is fading fastYou wear them hot pants, theyre out of styleYou like brown sugar, I think its vile(chorus)One of these nights child, it wont be longSomebody somewhere whos big and strongIn a dark alley, a blood stained coatHell stick his long thing right down your throat(chorus)Lord have mercyHey baby, I think youre insane babyYou got no brain, youre insaneTell me baby, can you play harpCan you play bassCan you play guitarCan you play drumThen youre insane
