LOVIN' CHARLENE I don't need a credit card to buy your love I don't need no Cadillacs to match Your leather gloves 'Cause baby I'm goin' crazy, Take you by the hand Not some blank psycho stare You gotta give me some lovin' Charlene Gimme some lovin' Charlene I know your mama and she don't like me Cause I'm not the type of boy She wants you to see But I wanna take you home and go for a ride Cause I got the poison - let me inside You gotta give me some lovin' Charlene Gimme some lovin' Charlene I like your made-up eyes cause They glow like fire I like you moves, 'cause you never tire And you're familiar with the back seat Take your sweet time You build me up so hot love's crime You gotta give me some lovin' Charlene Gimme Some Lovin' Charlene
