Alright!
I got a jacket made of crocodile leather,
And a brand new VCR,
I got a Mazda Miata from my Papa,
So I can pick you up wherever you are, babe.

A little patience, understanding is my blood,
And I'd appreciate your expertise,
And dealin' wit' your mother and the others,
I am begging you on my knees,

To tell your sister, tell your brother, tell your father and tell your
Mother,
I got love for you and I'm gonna do you right,
Yeah

*Wurlitzer Solo*

I know you're lookin' for a sentimental lover,
I can promise you I fit the bill,
I know your brother and your sister take up wit' ya,
'Cus I got some time to kill,

Your daddy said he's gonna shoot me with his pistol,
'Til I whistle when the going blows,
And your mama, she don't want know drama,
But I know she'll help your daddy reload,

So tell your sister, tell your brother, tell your father and tell your
Mother,
I got love for you, and I'm gonna do you right,

*Piano Solo*

*Choral Ooo's*

I got love for you, and I'm gonna do you right,
Tell your teacher, tell your preacher, and tell your grandma I can't wait
To meet her!
I got love for you, and I'm gonna do you right,
I got love for you, and I'm gonna do you right,
I got love for you, and I'm gonna do you right.