Be My Lover

She struts into the room

Well, I don't know her

But with a magnifying glance

I just sort of look her over, hmm

We have a drink or two

Well, maybe three

And then, suddenly

She starts telling me her life story

She says, "Baby, if you wanna be my lover

(Ooh, wap-wap, ah)

You better take me home"

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

'Cause it's a long, long way to paradise

And I'm still on my own

I told her that I came

From Detroit City

And I played guitar

In a long-haired rock and roll band

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

She asked me why

The singer's name was Alice

I said, "Listen, baby

You really wouldn't understand"

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

And I said, "Baby, if you wanna be my lover

(Ooh, wap-wap, ah)

You better take me home"

(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

'Cause it's a long, long way to paradise

And I'm still on my own

On my own

Oh, baby, if you wanna be my lover

You better take me home

'Cause it's a long, long way to paradise

And I'm still on my own, up