She's only 18 
Don't like the Rolling Stones 
She took a short cut 
To being fully grown 

She's got that mood ring 
little sister rose 
The smell of Springsteen 
pair of pantyhose 

This talking picture show 
Is leaking from a silhouette 
She said my man you know 
It's time to get your fingers wet 
Your hustle's busted when 
You can't afford a cigarette 
The last I heard from you 
You were screaming "handle it" 

Knock the world right off its feet 
And straight onto its head 
The book of love will 
Long be laughing after you are dead 
Fascinated by the look of you 
And what was said 
Make a play for all the 
Brightest minds and light will shed 

I heard some P-Funk 
Out on the road again 
To get your head [bad word] 
Is what I [bad word] 

It's in your bloodline 
perfect Frankenstein 
Out on that lone pine 
I'm gonna make you mine 

It's understood you wrap 
Your voodoo right around my neck 
You've got some glitter on your 
Kitty at the discotheque 
I put my lovin' in your oven 
Not a head to check 
The last I heard from you 
You were screaming "resurrect" 

Knock the world right off its feet 
And straight onto its head 
The book of love will 
Long be laughing after you are dead 
Fascinated by the look of you 
And what was said 
Make a play for all the 
Brightest minds and light will shed 

Knock the world right off its feet 
And straight onto its head 
The book of love will 
Long be laughing after you are dead 
Fascinated by the look of you 
And what was said 
Make a play for all the 
Brightest minds and light will shed