Testo Gimme Some Lovin' Charlene

I dont need no credit cards to buy your love I dont need no Cadillac to match your leather gloves Cause Im goin crazy, well Ill take your hand I need your attention, not a blank psycho stare Gimme some lovin Charlene Gimme some lovin Charlene, Charlene Well I know your mama, she dont like me But Im not the type of boy she wants to see But I wanna take you home and go for a ride Cause I got the poison--let me inside Gimme some lovin Charlene Gimme some lovin Charlene, Charlene I like your made-up eyes, they glow like fire And I like your moves cause you never tire And You're familiar with the backseat Take your sweet time You build me up so hot loves a crime Gimme some lovin Charlene Gimme some lovin Charlene, Charlene