All right, you sinners, swing

Danger in the rear view mirror
There's trouble in the wind
Madness bringing up the rear
The menace is loose again
She looks so fuckin' good
So sexy and so frail
Something got the bite on me
I'm goin' straight to hell

And now we're wasting time
Now we're wasting time
Same old pickup lines
Same old pickup lines
And you keep trying
Don't waste time

Come back to your senses, baby
We can come to terms
I can almost t-taste it
It burns
You'd be sitting pretty
But you try to take the fifth
Wearin' out my welcome
Guess I better say my prayers

And now we're wasting time
Now we're wasting time
Same old pickup lines
Same old pickup lines
And you keep trying
But you keep trying
Don't waste time

Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push

Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push

Soon you'll see my silhouette
Darkening your door
I can almost t-taste it
I want more
No one's above suspicion
No one's got it wired
I'll eat with my fingers
Want my iron in that fire

And now we're wasting time
Now we're wasting time
Same old pickup lines
Same old pickup lines
And you keep trying
But you keep trying
Don't waste time

Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push

Get, get, get, get, get out and push
Get, get, get, get, get out and push

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Alex Van Halen, David Lee Roth, Edward Van Halen, Michael Anthony