Hollywood Cruisin'

Hey foxy' come hereHe's too old, JackieProbably doesn't know what it's like anymoreHey Lita, I feel so, um, you knowI knowLet's go to Hollywood and party all nightReally, it's Saturday nightWe'll park at 7-Eleven and walk down the streetAnd look for some beefHollywood, it felt so goodOh look at this guy coming down hereAll rightTwo of 'emHollywood it felt so goodOne for you and one for meOh, ohMy God look at that turkey, he's wearin' aJust look at himOh noHe's comin' this wayHeyCome on sweetie(verbal exchange)No, no, no, no you're too oldYeah you're too old, too oldBye, byeHey, you have an extra cigarette?(All out)Oh wellHe stunk like alcoholYeah I knowWhere are all the guys tonight?I don't knowSure wasn't like this in ClevelandI knowRemember those guys in Scotland?What about New York?Boston?Oh, look at this guyI know(Hi girls, what's happening?)Not you!WellHey dog get away from meOh yuckOohHey Lita what time is it?Oh, ah... quarter to threeGuess I should go homeI gotta get up early, photo sessionPhoto session?God I hate 'emI wanna go do something, ya knowI still feel like doing somethingWhy don't we go over to Phreddie's house and watch TV with him?What, Mary Hartman?Oh yeahThat was on four hours agoWe can tell our motherWe can tell our motherWe're gonna stay at Joan'sYeahI want some beer