The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Guess who? D'you miss me?
Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby, yeah)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel? Is it fantastic? Is it grand?
Well, look at all the massive masses in the stands
"Shady, man, no, don't massacre the fans"
Damn, I think Kim Kardashian's a man
She stomped him just 'cause he asked to put his hands
On her massive gluteus maximus again
Squeeze it, then squish it, then pass it to her friend
Can he come back as nasty as he can?
Yes he can, can, don't ask me this again
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men
Samantha's a two, you're practically a ten
I know you want me, girl, in fact, I see your grin, now come in, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
The enforcer, looking for more women to torture
Walk up to the cutest girl and charley-horse her
Sorry, Portia, but what's Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don't? Are you telling me tenderness?
Well, I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me my Ventolin inhaler and two Xenadrine
And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then
Nail her, baby, say hello to my little friend
Brit, forget K-Fed, let's cut off the middle man
Forget him or you're gonna end up in the hospital again
And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge
Forget them other men, girl, pay them little attention
A little did I mention, that Jennifer's in
Love with me, John Mayer, so sit on the bench
Man, I swear them other guys, you give 'em an inch
They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
And that's why, my love, you'll never live without
I know you want me, girl, 'cause I can see you checkin' me out
And baby, you know, you know you want me too
Don't try to deny it, baby, I'm the only one for you
Damn, girl, I'm beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?
You think that's bad? You should hear the rest of my album
Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia
Man, Cash, I don't mean to mess with your gal, but
Jessica Alba put her breasts on my mouth
Wowzers, I just made a mess in my trousers
And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis
Lord, help us, he's back in his pink ALF shirt
Looking like someone shrinked his outfit
I think he's 'bout to flip, Jessica
Rest assured, Superman's here to rescue ya
Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm your Blake
Matter fact, bake me a birthday cake
With a saw blade in it to make my jail break
Baby, I think you just met your soul mate, now break it down, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
So baby, baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, get down
Baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, get down
Oh Amy
Rehab never looked so good
I can't wait
I'm going back, haha, woo
Dr. Dre
2020
Yeah
Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby, yeah)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel? Is it fantastic? Is it grand?
Well, look at all the massive masses in the stands
"Shady, man, no, don't massacre the fans"
Damn, I think Kim Kardashian's a man
She stomped him just 'cause he asked to put his hands
On her massive gluteus maximus again
Squeeze it, then squish it, then pass it to her friend
Can he come back as nasty as he can?
Yes he can, can, don't ask me this again
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men
Samantha's a two, you're practically a ten
I know you want me, girl, in fact, I see your grin, now come in, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
The enforcer, looking for more women to torture
Walk up to the cutest girl and charley-horse her
Sorry, Portia, but what's Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don't? Are you telling me tenderness?
Well, I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me my Ventolin inhaler and two Xenadrine
And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then
Nail her, baby, say hello to my little friend
Brit, forget K-Fed, let's cut off the middle man
Forget him or you're gonna end up in the hospital again
And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge
Forget them other men, girl, pay them little attention
A little did I mention, that Jennifer's in
Love with me, John Mayer, so sit on the bench
Man, I swear them other guys, you give 'em an inch
They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
And that's why, my love, you'll never live without
I know you want me, girl, 'cause I can see you checkin' me out
And baby, you know, you know you want me too
Don't try to deny it, baby, I'm the only one for you
Damn, girl, I'm beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?
You think that's bad? You should hear the rest of my album
Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia
Man, Cash, I don't mean to mess with your gal, but
Jessica Alba put her breasts on my mouth
Wowzers, I just made a mess in my trousers
And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis
Lord, help us, he's back in his pink ALF shirt
Looking like someone shrinked his outfit
I think he's 'bout to flip, Jessica
Rest assured, Superman's here to rescue ya
Can you blame me? You're my Amy, I'm your Blake
Matter fact, bake me a birthday cake
With a saw blade in it to make my jail break
Baby, I think you just met your soul mate, now break it down, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You're a rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, who can really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
So baby, baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, get down
Baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, down, down
Baby, get down, get down
Oh Amy
Rehab never looked so good
I can't wait
I'm going back, haha, woo
Dr. Dre
2020
Yeah
Lyrics submitted by sfgiants1993
We Made You Lyrics as written by Dawaun W. Parker Andre Romell Young
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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