(kim fowley/jackie fox/joan jett)
Hey foxy´ come here
He´s too old, jackie
Probably doesn´t know what it´s like anymore
Hey lita, i feel so, um, you know
I know
Let´s go to hollywood and party all night
Really, it´s saturday night
We´ll park at 7-eleven and walk down the street
And look for some beef
Hollywood, it felt so good
Oh look at this guy coming down here
All right
Two of ´em
Hollywood it felt so good
One for you and one for me
Oh, oh
My god look at that turkey, he´s wearin´ a
Just look at him
Oh no
He´s comin´ this way
Hey
Come on sweetie
(verbal exchange)
No, no, no, no you´re too old
Yeah you´re too old, too old
Bye, bye
Hey, you have an extra cigarette?
(all out)
Oh well
He stunk like alcohol
Yeah i know
Where are all the guys tonight?
I don´t know
Sure wasn´t like this in cleveland
I know
Remember those guys in scotland?
What about new york?
Boston?
Oh, look at this guy
I know
(hi girls, what´s happening?)
Not you!
Well
Hey dog get away from me
Oh yuck
Ooh
Hey lita what time is it?
Oh, ah... quarter to three
Guess i should go home
I gotta get up early, photo session
Photo session?
God i hate ´em
I wanna go do something, ya know
I still feel like doing something
Why don´t we go over to phreddie´s house and watch tv with him?
What, mary hartman?
Oh yeah
That was on four hours ago
We can tell our mother
We can tell our mother
We´re gonna stay at joan´s
Yeah
I want some beer
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