Gimme Some Lovin’ Charlene   J Bongiovi

I don’t need a credic card to buy your love,
I don’t need no Cadillacs to match your leather gloves.
‘Cause baby I’m goin’ crazy, take you by the hand,
I need your attention, not some blank psyco stare.

You gotta give me some lovin’ Charlene,
Gimme some lovin’ Charlene.

I know your mama and she don’t like me,
Cause 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.

You gotta give me some lovin’ Charlene,
Gimme some lovin’ Charlene.

I like your made-up eyes, cause they glow like fire,
I like you 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.

You gotta give me some lovin’ Charlene,
Gimme some lovin’ Charlene.
You gotta give me some lovin’ Charlene,
Gimme some lovin’ Charlene.

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