(Steven Tyler/Joe Perry/Desmond Child)
Hot wax drippin',
honey what do you say?
I got a brand new record that I gotta play
She says not now boy but I did anyway 'cause I'm ready, so ready
Lip smackin' paddy whackin' walkin' the street
I got a rag top chevy and I'm back on my feet
I get an IMHO woody when I sit in the seat 'cause I'm ready, so ready
Yeah
I got a girlfriend with the hoochy-coochy eyes
'Cause in the pink she look so fine
She's got the Cracker Jack now all I want's the prize, honey
Heh heh heh
I know these hookers down on 42nd street
But-uh ill-gotten booty's not my style
I'll take a rain check 'till I get back on my feet, honey, heh heh, yeah
'Cause I'm alright
Mmm, your daddy says I'm alright
Mmm, your mamma says alright
And my old lady says I'm alright
Whip crackin' floozy whackin' outta control
She got a new kinda jelly in her jelly roll
I got the right key baby but the wrong keyhole, I'm ready, so ready, ow
I'm a red hot pistol and I'm ready to fight
I'm a 38 special on a Saturday night
I'm gonna kiss your booboo honey make it alright 'cause I'm ready, so ready, whoo
I got my cruiser with a bimbo on the dash
It kinda keeps my ass in line
One little french kiss honey that's my kinda trash
My brand new baby's lookin' f-i-n-e, fine
The sun is shinin' every day
Ain't got no rubbers now it's rainin' all the time, honey, ooo
It's alright
My little sister says I'm alright
Ohh, my brother thinks I'm alright
And my old lady knows I'm alright
I feel like I'm hung up on the line
I'd die for you but we were partners in the crime
Everything about you is so f-i-n-e, fine
Let's put our clothes back on and by the way girl
What's your name again? uh?
Come on come on come on come on yeah yeah yeah yeah
Aaah ka ka ka ka ka kow
Because it's alright
Ooh, your daddy says I'm alright
Mmm, even Tipper thinks I'm alright
And Joe Perry says I'm alright
Pitch my tent in the pouring rain
I got a back seat lover that's callin' my name
She gonna blow my cover she's hot as a flame but I'm ready, so ready
Ow, I shove my tongue right between your cheeks
I haven't made love now for twenty-five weeks
I hear that you're so tight your lovin' squeaks and I'm ready, so ready
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah hoo hoo
(On and on and on, if I could, I surely would stand in the place work a Hollywood)
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