Sangtekst: Ian Hunter. All of the Good Ones Are Taken. Fun.

I got a shower curtain stickin' to my back
And the ol' cologne sure packs a whack
I got blood on my razor, my face is in shock
An' my hair hangin' down like a Rastaman's locks

I think I'm ready, I'm gettin' ready
Gettin' ready Teddy, we're all gonna have fun

I gotta rock 'n roll, rocket says, "You gotta go fast"
An' the radio's blarin' out a blast from the past
Lucille's in the back screamin', "Gimme a break"
Your momma didn't tell you that's the chance you take

It's oh, so sad
When this love is all that we have
To swallow a lifetime away
With so many hours in each day

But calm your foolish heart
Our girlfriends can't keep us apart
I'm with you every step of the way
Baby, what more can I say

The only problem is I wanna party
Get down, boogie, have a great time
Well, it's 36.50 for a room with a view
Of the Empire State an' the pizza place too

Lucille's got my body in a total eclipse
She's all lips an' hips, you know, one of those trips
We're gettin' ready, she's gettin' ready
Gettin' ready Teddy, we're all gonna have fun