Well, Jimmy Mack rolled up in a jet black brand new cadillac.
Now he's out' at the chicken shack, talkin' smack
Baby, he ain't coming back.
She went away
And Absolutely Sweet Marie, well
She got somewhere she needs to be
And you remember Baby Blue?
Well, she ain’t into you.
Everybody moves on, it's time to get your groove on, what you got?
Everybody moves on, it's time to write a new song, what you got?
Jumpin' Jack's in the sack, outta whack, amnesiac, he's flashing back
Talking bout a comeback, tryin' to get the band back, but he lost the knack
She's doing fine
Shacked up with Ruby Tuesday
They don't care what people say
And you remember Suzie Q?
Well, she said say hi to you
Well, I got...
Cheap tricks and teenage kicks, I got
Skin flicks, the Dixie Chicks, I got
Punk rock on Top of the Pops, I got
Thin Lizzy and ZZ Top, I got
Al Green and the Sex Machine
Baby, I got things you ain’t never seen
I got Big Star, electric guitars, I got
Iggy Pop and the Spiders from Mars, I got
Mop tops and platform heels, I got
Grandmaster Flash and the Wheels of Steel, I got
Gang of Four and the Jackson Five
I got more than any man alive
I got Tom Verlaine and Purple Rain
Soul Train and Jefferson Airplane
Aimee Mann and Steely Dan
I got Can, and the Beefheart man
Steve Harley and Cockney Rebel
Hell, I got Sympathy for the Devil