Bebe Buell

Oh no, I never been to L.A.

I never hung around with so many nuts

And 'ye said that there'd be drunk and hot girls

But I'm not tryin to mess with no sluts

Cuz I just need a girl like you

Who doesn't wanna shop at Dior

So come inside and lock that hotel door

I wanna learn a little more

Oh (oh) this ain't groupie love

Cuz you mean so much to me

You're my Bebe Buell

You're my Puerto Rican Pamela Lee

And I'm here and I'm now

And I'm chasing the charts

I'm tryin to buy myself a house in the hills

I'm in town

And you're down

So let's go

Now you know that I been locked up in school

And I been foamin at the mouth for awhile

And you might be everything that I need

But maybe I just need to get wild

Cuz all these females, lookin sexy

Start to make me think like a perv

And I been waiting so long that it hurts

I only want what I deserve

This is my dream

All I wanted was to be seen

La la la la - woah oh oh

La la la la - oh oh

Feelings are strong

Let's cut our losses move it along

La la la la - woah oh oh

La la la la - oh oh