What the hell are you looking at
I need to know
Look around for the Pontiac
Is that what you hoped
We can drive around all night with Elvis on the radio
No one sets the mood for love quite like the boy from Tupelo
Oh no she never no she
She never gonna be your lady
She never gonna be your wife
She's never gonna be your girlfriend
Because she's never gonna beat your mind
What the hell are you doing here
Come and tell me
I'm a keep your drink topped up
If you keep me company
We can dance until I make you feel like Olivia John
We can dance and all you gotta do is let's go go go
Oh no she never no she
And it's only a fiction
I aint doing no harm
I aint got no convictions
There aint no need for alarm
Oh no she never no she
She never gonna be your lover
She never gonna be your wife
She's never gonna be your girlfriend
Because she's never gonna beat your mind
She never gonna be your lady
She never gonna be your bride
She's never gonna be your sweetheart
Because she's never gonna beat your mind