We don't want your approval It's 1978 We know we're not in tune We know we'll never be great We met at this bar A little piece of fame Up on the bandstand Nobody knows no shame Louie louie talk Well what you got on me Louie louii, I I don't even Try, try, try, try, try We've got so much to live for It's not too late We've got so much to live for It's not too late Jennifer my scony Don't need anybody's pain She had enough desire To shatter window panes She said "I'm not fond of small talk" Down on Levenworth and Poke She said I don't need your heroes To make my life a joke Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha We've got so much to live for It's not too late We've got so much to live for It's not too late You take a Mill Valley charmer Mix in some Bowie trash A little too much mascara Under a surgeon's mask She cuddles like a puppy Yeah man, you know she will You've never heard her bark like an animal, ha Yeah, I've heard her myself She hit me in the head with a fantasy Yeah it's stuck to my cheek My lip was bleeding Blood running down my face I put her back on my own yeah Punched myself in the mouth I put her back on my own head Punched myself in the mouth I turn on the tv You're teeth were burning bright I turn off the tv And kiss myself good night Good night, good night [Chorus: Repeat 2X]