Released: November 4, 1977
Songwriter: Rod Stewart Phil Chen
Producer: Tom Dowd
[Intro]
Woo!
Lordy
[Verse 1]
You must be crazy or half insane
Look at your eyeballs, street cocaine
You drink that white rum, you hit the roof
What do you expect, one-five-one proof
You drive your mustang down Sunset Strip
And in the back seat, a big black whip
Look at your lipstick, all 'round your face
Everything you do is in bad taste
[Chorus]
Baby, I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love
Honey, it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane
Boogie, yeah
[Verse 2]
You take me dancing but I can't dance
But when I try to, you start to laugh
You shake your hips child like a rattlesnake
You make me jealous make no mistake
You went to Woodstock and all that trash
Your generation is fading fast
You wear them hot pants, they're out of style
You like brown sugar, I think it's vile
[Chorus]
Honey, I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love, yeah
Baby, it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane
Yeah
[Verse 3]
One of these nights, child, it won't be long
Somebody somewhere who's big and strong
In a dark alley, a bloodstained coat
He'll stick his long thing right down your throat
[Chorus]
Baby, I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love
Honey, it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane
Woo
[Outro]
Lord have mercy
Hey baby, I think you're insane baby
You got no brain, you're insane
Tell me, baby, can you play harp?
Can you play bass
Can you play guitar
Can you play drum
Then you're insane
Woo!
Lordy
[Verse 1]
You must be crazy or half insane
Look at your eyeballs, street cocaine
You drink that white rum, you hit the roof
What do you expect, one-five-one proof
You drive your mustang down Sunset Strip
And in the back seat, a big black whip
Look at your lipstick, all 'round your face
Everything you do is in bad taste
[Chorus]
Baby, I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love
Honey, it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane
Boogie, yeah
[Verse 2]
You take me dancing but I can't dance
But when I try to, you start to laugh
You shake your hips child like a rattlesnake
You make me jealous make no mistake
You went to Woodstock and all that trash
Your generation is fading fast
You wear them hot pants, they're out of style
You like brown sugar, I think it's vile
[Chorus]
Honey, I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love, yeah
Baby, it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane
Yeah
[Verse 3]
One of these nights, child, it won't be long
Somebody somewhere who's big and strong
In a dark alley, a bloodstained coat
He'll stick his long thing right down your throat
[Chorus]
Baby, I think you're cute
But there's no substitute for love
Honey, it's a crying shame
This whole mad town thinks you're insane
Woo
[Outro]
Lord have mercy
Hey baby, I think you're insane baby
You got no brain, you're insane
Tell me, baby, can you play harp?
Can you play bass
Can you play guitar
Can you play drum
Then you're insane
more tracks from the album
From the album
- Foot Loose & Fancy Free (1977)
Rod Stewart popular songs
- I Don’t Want to Talk About It
- Da Ya Think I’m Sexy?
- Young Turks
- Maggie May
- Forever Young
- Love Is
- Sailing
- Handbags & Gladrags
- Da Ya Think I’m Sexy? (Remix)
- Maggie May (Live)
- Faith of the Heart
- Tonight’s the Night (Gonna Be Alright)
- Every Picture Tells a Story
- Have I Told You Lately
- Didn’t I
- Baby Jane
- You’re in My Heart (The Final Acclaim)
- The First Cut Is the Deepest
- When I Need You
- Downtown Train
- Rhythm of My Heart
- Hot Legs
- I Only Have Eyes for You
- Missing You