She's only 18
Don't like the rollin stone
She took a short cut
To being fully grown
She's got that mood ring
A little sister rose
A smell of Springstein
A pair of pantyhose

This talking picture show
Is leaking from a silhouette
She said my man you know
Its time to get your fingers wet
You're hustle's busted when
You can't afford a cigarette
The last I heared from you
You were screaming "handle it"

Knock the world right off its feet
And right onto its head
The book of love will
Will long be laughing after you are dead
Fascinated by the look of you
And what was said
Make a play for all the
Brightest minds and light will shed

I heard some P-Funk
Out on the road again
Get your head shrunk
Is what I recommend

It's in your bloodline
A perfect Frankenstein
Out on that lone pine
I'm gonna make you mine

It's understood you wrap
Your voodoo right around my neck
You've got some glitter on your
Kitty at the discotheque
I put my lovin' in your oven
Not a head to check
The last I heard from you
You were screaming "ressurect"