You're Insane (Album Version)

You're Insane - Rod Stewart

Ooh Lord have mercy

You must be crazy or half insane

Look at your eyeballs street c***e

You drink that white rum you hit the roof

What do you expect one-five-one proof yeah oh

You drive your Mustang down sunset strip

And in the back seat a big black whip

Look at your lipstick all around your face

Everything you do is in bad taste

Baby I think you're cute

But there's no substitute for love

Honey it's a crying shame

This whole mad town thinks you're insane boogie

You take me dancing but I can't dance

But when I try to you start to laugh

You shake your hips child like a rattle snake

You make me jealous make no mistake yeah oh

You went to Woodstock and all that trash

Your generation is fading fast

You wear them hot pants they're out of style

You like brown sugar I think it's vile

Honey when I think you're cute

But there's no substitute for love

Baby it's a crying shame

This whole mad town thinks you're insane yeah

One of these nights child it won't be long

Somebody somewhere who's big and strong

In a dark alley a blood stained coat

He'll stick his long thing right down your throat

Honey I think you're cute

But there's no substitute for love yeah

My baby it's a crying shame

This whole mad town thinks you're insane ooh

Lord have mercy

Hey baby I think you're insane baby

You got no brain you're insane yeah

Tell me baby can you play harp

Can you play bass

Can you play guitar

Can you play drum

Then you're insane aww

You're insane

Boogie boogie boogie booga

Yeah insane you got no brain

Yeah babe ooh aww aww aww