Foghat

well I was sittin' in a smokey room, band playin' rock and roll
everybody burnin', yearnin' for some alcohol
I got up to buy the wine, when I saw shirley jean
powdering her nose, posin' like a movie queen
shirley jean, sweet little seventeen
shirley jean, she's a lovin' machine
I tried to give her a sign, but she was too high to see
sittin' and starin', carin' not a thing for me
woo
sweet little shirley jean, sure lookin' good to me
jet black stockings, rockin' to the bebop beat
tell by the way she was actin', musta' had a whole lot to hide
she's got a whole lotta lovin', all bottled up inside
woo
I ain't goin to say a word, can't find a word to say
you ain't gonna get me, let me tell you right away
I gave up and wandered out, when I saw the reason why
hugging little shirley, a curly headed honey pie
shirley jean, sweet little seventeen
shirley jean, sweet little lovin' machine, well
shirley jean, sweet little seventeen
shirley jean, she's a lovin' machine
well, shirley jean, sweet little seventeen
shirley jean, she's a lovin' machine
yeah, well, shirley jean
let me grease your machine
let me check your oil
woo
sure looks good to me