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I just wanna do it to ya
Baby watch me go
I wanna give you combinations
I could tell you but you already know
(For sure)
I wanna feel that funky fever
Baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline, pour it on I'm ready to blow
At quarter past one
I was having fun
Tryna get it on
Tryna make a move
Quarter past two
I was dressed in red
Tied up to your bed
Begged you on my knee
« Nadine & Sarah »
Quarter past three
« Nadine & Nicola »
I was in the shower
Almost half an hour
You were at the door
« Nadine & Sarah »
Quarter past four
« Nadine & Nicola »
You were back again
Said your name was Ben
Then we went for more
I just wanna do it to ya
Baby watch me go
I wanna give you combinations
I could tell you but you already know
(For sure)
« Nadine & Nicola »
I wanna feel that funky fever
Baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline, pour it on I'm ready to blow
At quarter past one
I was having fun
Tryna get it on
Tryna make a move
Quarter past two
I was dressed in red
Tied up to your bed
Begged you on my knee
« Nadine & Sarah »
Quarter past three
« Nadine & Nicola »
I was in the shower
Almost half an hour
You were at the door
« Nadine & Sarah »
Quarter past four
« Nadine & Nicola »
You were back again
Said your name was Ben
Then we went for more
Strippers and the vicars in the back
First man cracked, jump on the mainline track
I take a little bit of pay, okay and the beat of the big trombone
So, strippers and the vicars in the back
First man cracked, jump on the mainline track
I take a little bit of pay, okay and the beat of the big trombone
I just wanna do it to ya
Baby watch me go
I wanna give you combinations
I could tell you but you already know
(For sure)
I wanna feel that funky fever
Baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline, pour it on I'm ready to blow
Oh oh oh (oh-oh-oh-aye)
[Repeat x3]
(Oh-oh-oh-aye)
I know what you're thinking you've been thinking bout my butt
(Oh-oh-oh-aye)
Bet you'd like to know what's got my body feeling hot
[Repeat to Fade]
The candy lady said knock, knock, knock
Who wants to come in my candy shop?
I'll give you something to take back home
To give you shivers that you didn't even know
But listen honey its drop by drop
The stuff I'm selling it's hot, hot, hot
Mr Magic is not some toy
He's gonna seperate the men from the boys « Nadine & Nicola»
If every guy a dog then baby throw me to the wolves
I'll never get to heaven with my glass half full
I've been waiting all this time for you
And I've been hating all this talking
Baby black and blue
Cause I've been praying What's a girl to do?
Cause it's been hard not tryna bite you With the things I knew
Hey there buttercup
You're like a peach on ice
I'm gonna heat your body up
If lady lucky treats me good tonight
Hey boy saddle up
Don't have to twist my arm
I like it when you lift my body up
Just enough to send me to the stars
All night, been looking at
You're hard earned six pack
Alright, I'll take you back
It feels like
I've been waiting all this time for you
And I've been hating all this talking
Baby black and blue
Cause I've been praying What's a girl to do?
Cause it's been hard not tryna bite you With the things I knew
Whap bap, the boy can do
Don't stop the rhythm cause I'm coming through
Whap bap, the boy can move
Backtrack the rhythm 'til I'm in the groove
[Repeat]
The candy lady said knock, knock, knock
Who wants to come in my candy shop?
I'll give you something to take back home
To give you shivers that you didn't even know
But listen honey its drop by drop
The stuff I'm selling it's hot, hot, hot
Mr Magic is not some toy
He's gonna seperate the men from the boys
If every guy a dog then baby throw me to the wolves
I'll never get to heaven with my glass half full
I've been waiting all this time for you
And I've been hating all this talking
Baby black and blue
Cause I've been praying What's a girl to do?
Cause it's been hard not tryna bite you With the things I knew
Whap bap, the boy can do
Don't stop the rhythm cause I'm coming through
Whap bap, the boy can move
Backtrack the rhythm 'til I'm in the groove
Poor boy Peter didn't know how
To claim his miracle, lost his way
Cost him dearly, like his Dad
He lost his pride to end this way
It's taken a long time
(Woo Woo)
But wild horses wouldn't take me back to you
(Woo Woo)
Get out of town and take your lazy dog with you
Your train is running late and overdue
(Woo Woo)
I was trying to sedate him
Trying not to blow
Tryin not to hate him
But time was as blatant as gold
Wouldn't you know?
He's clean outta feelings, nothing to say
Rings on his fingers where fake as the kisses he gave
I said have it your way
I'm just a crazy fool
Took my time, thought I'd be sane, oh
I said I felt a cold,
Aint got love to choose - oh, oh baby
I shouldn't have lost my head
Shouldn't have lost the feelings that I said, yeah yeah
I could have brought you home
Get you back to what we both know, yeah yeah
Ooo, did I miss my cue?
Did you back the fool?
It's what you thought of me, baby
It's taken a long time
(Woo Woo)
But wild horses wouldn't take me back to you
(Woo Woo)
Get out of town and take your lazy dog with you
Your train is running late and overdue
(Woo Woo)
This peaceful crazy town
Too much time for girls to feel strange, yeah
Tear back your lazy hugs
They'll never be enough - no, oh baby
I shouldn't have lost my head
Shouldn't have lost the feelings that I said, yeah yeah
I could have brought you home
Get you back to what we both know, yeah yeah
« Kim & Sarah »
Ooo, did I miss my cue?
Did you back the fool?
It's what you thought of me, baby
It's taken a long time
(Woo Woo)
But wild horses wouldn't take me back to you
(Woo Woo)
Get out of town and take your lazy dog with you
Your train is running late and overdue
(Woo Woo)
[Repeat x2]
< All Backing >
Cos he, loves the models
He hugs - the models
Goes for lunch - with models
Cause he's drowning everyday
And when he sleeps - with models
He dreams - of models
Wants to be - a model
Cause that's all he's got to say
Why don't you call
Got your number got your back on my wall
So why don't you call me?
Nothing at all
Rocks my hunger like a trip to the mall
So why don't you call me?
Why don't you call
Why don't you call, why don't you come around baby?
Nothing at all
You've got my number and it's driving me crazy
Credit cards and lobster and cristal in rounds
(Fast cars)
Backdoors and bouncers only A-List allowed
(Smart bars)
All those faces in the places to be seen
Darling we're in fashion, don't you know?
< All Backing >
Cos he, loves the models
He hugs - the models
Goes for lunch - with models
Cause he's drowning everyday
And when he sleeps - with models
He dreams - of models
Wants to be - a model
Cause that's all he's got to say
Girl's got face, fancy place
Baby can I stick with you?
She's got heat, head to feet
Baby what am I to do?
The girl's got style, legs for miles
Seen 'em walk all over you
You get your kicks, like flies to shit
Buzzing round the model zoo
< All Backing >
Cos he, loves the models
He hugs - the models
Goes for lunch - with models
Cause he's drowning everyday
And when he sleeps - with models
He dreams - of models
Wants to be - a model
Cause that's all he's got to say
Where do you go
After dinner 'stead of walking me home?
Where do you go to?
Why dont you phone?
Someone thinner's got you talking in code?
Oh! So...*code*
Why don't you call
Why don't you call, why don't you come around baby?
Nothing at all
You've got my number and it's driving me crazy
< All Backing >
Cos he, loves the models
He hugs - the models
Goes for lunch - with models
Cause he's drowning everyday
And when he sleeps - with models
He dreams - of models
Wants to be - a model
Cause that's all he's got to say
< All Backing >
Cos he, loves the models
He hugs - the models
Goes for lunch - with models
Cause he's drowning everyday
And when he sleeps - with models
He dreams - of models
Wants to be - a model
Cause that's all he's got to say
It’s all about the hairline, it's all about the game
Don’t ask me to say my name
Don’t ask me to share my fame
It’s all about the flashlights, it's all about the flames
You took the bait and you're looking like a fool
Don’t ask how we do it so cool
Don’t ask us to break the rules
It’s all about the bassline, it’s all about the clues
It’s all about the hairline, and it's all about the game
Don’t ask me to say my name
Don’t ask me to share my fame
It’s all about the flashlights, it's all about the flames
You took the bait now you looking like a fool
Don’t ask how we do it so cool
Don’t ask us to break the rules
It’s all about the bassline, it’s all about the clues
Racey Lacey
I know this girl, she's not too bright
But she's educated in bed alright
She's made seduction a work of art
A PhD with her legs apart
« Sarah & Kim »
She's got dreamy eyes and Lolita lips
She's got undulating grundulating grinding hips
She clicks her fingers, guys come to heal
Chewed up, spat out, no big deal
Racy lacey, boudoir beauty
It's all that she can do
A connoisseur of satin sheets
A bed head through and through
Racy lacey, boudoir beauty
The lifestyle suits her fine
The girl ain't backward in coming forward
She's got this crazy line
And so this girl, I've heard it said
Can spend up to twenty four hours in bed
She gets her suiters to wait in line
And she's worn them out by half past nine
« Sarah & Kim »
She's got dreamy eyes and Lolita lips
She's got undulating grundulating grinding hips
She clicks her fingers, guys come to heal
Chewed up, spat out, no big deal
Racy lacey, boudoir beauty
It's all that she can do
A connoisseur of satin sheets
A bed head through and through
Racy lacey, boudoir beauty
The lifestyle suits her fine
The girl ain't backward in coming forward
She's got this crazy line
« Sarah & Kim »
She's got dreamy eyes and Lolita lips
She's got undulating grundulating grinding hips
She clicks her fingers, guys come to heal
Chewed up, spat out, no big deal
Racy lacey, boudoir beauty
It's all that she can do
A connoisseur of satin sheets
A bed head through and through
Racy lacey, boudoir beauty
The lifestyle suits her fine
The girl ain't backwards in coming forward
She's got this crazy line
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