Teksty:
David Lee Roth

Ha, alright Give it to me now I know, I ain't lucky in nothin' Well, that's a constant unemployment line And I know, I ain't lucky in lovin' I spent

Oh yeah Oh Well, Mousy Joe got the master plan He got a hat full of sugar; folks said, "You a lucky man" One night he just disappeared And all we found

Dedicate one to the ladies... Now summertime's here babe, need somethin' to keep you cool Ah, now summertime's here babe, need somethin' to keep you

Baby, somehow you seem to glow Take me where history unfolds, whoa I have a blacklight It makes her radiant I love my blacklight My girl's fluorescent

Well, east coast girls are hip I really dig those styles they wear And the southern girls with the way they talk They knock me out when I'm down there

Time rolls on That's as it should be Here and gone Seems to move so quickly Man, we was happy, in our restless hearts It was Heaven right here on Earth

Just like the army I was bein' all I could be I was feelin' next to awesome In my cleanest dirty jeans She said "Honey read the small print If ya wanna

Every inch of you looks like a lady So don't get caught here in the city at nite And if you wanna take a chance and go down crazy I sell protection for

From L.A. to New York, London, and Moscow The monkey is screamin' He's spreading his spell The monkey be God and make you beg on your knees You'll be