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