I don't need a credit card To buy your love I don't need no Cadillac To match your leather gloves 'Cause I am going crazy When I take your hand I need your attention Not some blank psycho stare Gimme some lovin' Charlene Gimme some lovin' Charlene I know your mama and she don't like me But I'm not the type of boy She wants you to see But I wanna take you home and go for a ride Cause I got the poison Let me inside Gimme some lovin' Charlene Gimme some lovin' Charlene, Charlene I like your made-up-eyes They glow like fire I like your moves 'Cause you never tire And you're familiar with the backseat Take your sweet time You build me up so hot Love's a crime Gimme some lovin' Charlene Gimme some lovin' Charlene, Charlene Charlene (7x)