Hey foxy' come here He's too old, Jackie Probably doesn't know what it's like anymore Hey Lita, I feel so, um, you know I know Let's go to Hollywood and party all night Really, it's Saturday night We'll park at 7-Eleven and walk down the street And look for some beef
Hollywood, it felt so good Oh look at this guy coming down here All right Two of 'em Hollywood it felt so good One for you and one for me Oh, oh My God look at that turkey, he's wearin' a... Just look at him Oh no He's comin' this way Hey Come on sweetie
No, no, no, no you're too old Yeah you're too old, too old Bye, bye Hey, you have an extra cigarette? (All out) Oh well He stunk like alcohol Yeah I know Where are all the guys tonight? I don't know Sure wasn't like this in Cleveland I know Remember those guys in Scotland? What about New York? Boston?
Oh, look at this guy I know (Hi girls, what's happening?) Not you! Well Hey dog get away from me Oh yuck Ooh
Hey Lita what time is it? Oh, ah... quarter to three Guess I should go home I gotta get up early, photo session Photo session? God I hate 'em I wanna go do something, ya know I still feel like doing something Why don't we go over to Phreddie's house and watch TV with him?
What, Mary Hartman? Oh yeah That was on four hours ago We can tell our mother We can tell our mother We're gonna stay at Joan's Yeah I want some beer