Sunset Strip Bitch

The Sunset Strip bitch

Sunset Strip bitch

Sunset Strip bitch

Yeah, yeah

He reads women's magazines

Swears the truth doesn't phase him

And he knows the hottest bras for fall

And how to make her fall in love

In four or five days or less

Guess it depends on the stars

And how well he has memorized

His dating do's and don'ts

He says, "I'm ready to go"

Gonna see my name underneath the stars

When I walk the Boulevard

Gonna see my name underneath the stars

When I walk the Boulevard

The horoscope today said things would go my way

The Sunset Strip bitch

The Sunset Strip bitch

Sunset Strip bitch

Yeah, yeah

He wines and dines and takes his time

Between regurgitating lines

Voted most likely to work

In the rag he stole from work

Tres Flores in his hair

Old Spice lingers in the air

Gives an extra squirt of shine

For sheen he smiles as

He says, "I'm ready to go"

Gonna see my name underneath the stars

When I walk the Boulevard

Gonna see my name underneath the stars

When I walk the Boulevard

The horoscope today said things would go my way

The Sunset Strip bitch

The Sunset Strip bitch

The Sunset Strip bitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah

The Sunset Strip bitch

The Sunset Strip bitch

The Sunset Strip bitch

He knows his friends think that he's lame

When he tells them he's got game

Shops around for shiny clothes

Strikes a super-player pose

He reads women's magazines

He slaves to make the scene

Gets the wax ripped off his back

He screams and smiles and

He says, "I'm ready to go"

Gonna see my name underneath the stars

When I walk the Boulevard

Gonna see my name underneath the stars

When I walk the Boulevard

Gonna see my name underneath the stars

When I walk the Boulevard

Gonna see my name underneath the stars

When I walk the Boulevard

This outfit set me back

Two paychecks and a Cadillac

The horoscope today

Said things would go my way