Oh no, I never been to L.A.   I never hung around with so many nuts   And ‘ye said that there’d be drunk and hot girls   But I’m not tryin to mess with no sluts      Cause I just need a girl like you   Who doesn’t wanna shop at Dior      So come inside and lock that hotel door   I wanna learn a little more      Oh (oh) this ain’t groupie love   Cuz you mean so much to me   You’re my Bebe Buell   You’re my Puerto Rican Pamela Lee      And I’m here and I’m now   And I’m chasing the charts   I’m tryin to buy myself a house in the hills      I’m in town   And you’re down   So let’s go      Now you know that I been locked up in school   And I been foamin at the mouth for awhile   And you might be everything that I need   But maybe I just need to get wild      Cuz all these females, lookin sexy   Start to make me think like a perv   And I been waiting so long that it hurts   I only want what I deserve      Oh (oh) this ain’t groupie love   Cuz you mean so much to me   You’re my Bebe Buell   You’re my Puerto Rican Pamela Lee      And I’m here and I’m now   And I’m chasing the charts   I’m tryin to buy myself a house in the hills      I’m in town   And you’re down   So let’s go      This is my dream   All I wanted was to be seen   La la la la - woah oh oh   La la la la - oh oh      Feelings are strong   Let’s cut our losses, move it along   La la la la - woah oh oh   La la la la - oh oh