I'll be down when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil' ole, lil' ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me frown That's why I keep music All around the bed So I can call Frisky Very hard to be led In the wrong direction Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, frisky, yeah, yeah Oh, frisky, yeah, yeah Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed Have you ever, ever stopped a rainbow? I don't think so at least It kept on comin' frisky What an afternoon feast Energy the jailer Wanna keep it in check Gonna check with my tailor 'Cause I don't give a heck Yeah, yeah, frisky Frisky, yeah Ah, huh, frisky Oh yes, sir Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed Under, under, understand the power of a little heart Applied at the wrong pressure Makes for a slower start, yeah Short time I'll be there Didn't wait too long, I long for Sunday When I don't feel strong Get down somethin' frisky