Yo, so there I was, right, skating down Hollywood Boulevard through the stars, and I come to
Rodgers.
I'm going to go see what's up.
And when I walked into the club, I knew the place was mine.
I saw a pinball machine I used to play all the time, plus a little gooey who looked so
fine.
So I dropped two quads and shined the lame lines as I stood there playing this game to
death.
One on the flippers, the other on her breasts.
Her headlights were burning a hole in my pants.
I tell you, I fell in love with just one glance.
And when I look into the eyes of a pretty face, that's when I knew that
I'm falling in love with you, baby.
I'm diving in a red flea.
I'm diving in a red flea.
I'm diving in a red flea.
I'm diving in a red flea.
Pulled back the lever, shot the first ball.
Never, ever lose in sight of Miss Babydoll.
As she made her way up to the ball, my points on the game weren't up to par.
Up ball two, went straight in the gutter.
She did a pirouette that made me flutter.
With a drink in one hand, her purse in the other, I dreamed about the day I'd meet her
mother.
Lost ball three with that nightmare.
Woke up from the dream looking in a fair pair.
But when I looked into the eyes of a pretty face, that's when I knew that
I'm falling in love with you, baby.
I'm diving in a red flea.
I'm diving in a red flea.
I'm diving in a red flea.
So, the dream was so real, it seemed so pure.
Made me shoot ball for premature.
I wasn't ready for the ball when it came in sight.
So there went ball four as I ordered up a light.
They say it tastes great and is less filling.
Just like Babydoll's figure, cold chilling.
My waitress came back with my beer on a tray.
She wouldn't let me have it until I paid.
So I gave enough cash for a whole six pack.
She asked for a tip, I said, you must be on smack.
Let ball five fly, tried to win.
But all on my mind, I was thinking of sin.
With Babydoll feeling no guilt.
Lost ball five, machine went tilt.
Score came up, I lost the race.
But I still knew one thing, brother.
I'm diving in a red flea.
I'm diving in a red flea.
I'm diving in a red flea.
I'm diving in a red flea.
So there I was, man, in sight of Raji's.
Dobbs was there.
Dornadis, everybody, all the boys were there.
And there she was.
Mmm, like an ice cream cone.
The game was over, that gave me a chance.
To ask this little gooey if she'd like to dance.
She said yes, we rushed the dance floor.
Rocking out the JB's as the sweat began to pour.
The way she moved was like a sports car.
Cold hope, Babydoll, you CPR.
With my heart popping, all is right off my chest.
I better stop dancing if I knew it was best.
So we both took a seat at a quaint back table.
It didn't take long to convince her I was able to do her right.
All through the night.
No, never ever stopping.
Not even in spite of how she looked in the morning.
Or regardless what year she was born in.
So I began to go with the flow.
My Jimmy's cap began to show.
Some full respect in effect.
As I discovered she was a hoe.
Good thing I had my Jimmy's suit on.
I should have known when I smelt the odor so strong.
Just like the water in a three day bong.
Might have been the right place.
But the time was wrong.
Definitely wrong.
The bitch was to the curb.
Man, I got out of there quick.
Duh, I got busy with it.
She had a bicycle in the back and I went and took the inner tube off.
Wrapped it around my dick.
Tied a knot at the end.
And I used this inner tube or uniroyal rubber with treads on it.
It was kind of funky.
She was born, she was up, she laid a lot of legs anyways.
Like this tire I was using as a rubber.