I like it    I don't like it

I gotta girlfriend, she goes to art school
I gotta art school girlfriend yeah
I gotta girlfriend, she gotta girlfriend
We gotta girlfriend, girlfriend gotta go

She left her home from sweet alabama
Rose alabama for the city, new york city yeah

I told you five or four times

I gotta girlfriend, she goes to parties
Underground parties, andy warhol everywhere
She wears the leather, I wear the make up
Well never break up, been together for a month

She left her home form sweet alabama
Rose alabama for the city, new york city yeah

I told you five or four times