The Fan - Little Feat

Heard you got an infection 
From a guitar player of great renown 
Wait 'till the shit hits the fan 
You couldn't turn him down 

You pulled your dress up above your knees 
And kissed your soft legs 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 neighboorhood dealer 
And you passed out in the back of a car 
You were too fucked up to climb out 
What if your old man had found out?