The Fan - Little Feat

Heard you got an infection

Just before your lewd rejection

Wait till the shit hits the fan

You couldn’t turn him down

Hold your address book above your knees

And kiss your soft leg there

He was on top of the pop stars

You couldn’t turn him down

You were a sweet girl

When you were a cheerleader

But I think you’re much better now

Bought a few reds from your neighbourhood dealer

And you passed out in the back of a car

You were too messed up to climb out

What if your old man had found out?