Got a taste of a rocking band Standing there holding out your hand Better lock up all your doors She's like a spinning dynamo They're handing out the token prize...
Push your foot to the floor Don't need no more You been kickin' around While you're messin' about Better catch her name Come on in Give me that thing That...
I look at my watch to find out The right time of day I look at her libido Hey, hey, hey I'm gonna get off and come home And roll...
Come on and blow your mind You're outta time Beat your chest Join in like all the rest Shoot 'em up Hey, hey, hey, yes Hey hey, hey, yeah Seems...
Humdinger, bell ringer Got a nasty stinger, to slow you down Mud slinger, gold digger Who point the finger, an' do you down Kicking and a-fighting on the T.V. show...
I see trouble coming later Well I'm coming to a boil Sliding, going rogue From a lift, come on down We're going to roll right out I'm a fighting fool...
I got a big, fat Cadillac built for you I got a honk that'll blow the avenue Got a hard enough kicking, now bend my thing Got a sugar looking...
Hello, baby, give me your hand Check out the high spots, the lay of the land We don't need a rocket or a big limousine Ooh, come on over, baby,...
When I see a pretty woman You know it give me a thrill And she's tailor made to order You know I can't stand still And you won't need a...
Don't you gimme no line Better run, if you can Just like a thorn in the side So, don't gimme no Don't you gimme no Don't you gimme no Don't...