Ooh na na, what's my name? Hey boy, I really wanna see if you Can go downtown with a girl like me Hey boy, I really wanna be with you 'Cause you just my type Ooh na na na na I need a boy, to take it over Looking for a guy, to put in work uh

I told you when I found you Is love that you fed by Perversion and pain Seems like forever and a day If my intentions are misunderstood Please be kind I've done all I should I won't ask of you What I would not do

Don't you think they'd know what I'm worth? I'm high as a kite Flying like a beautiful bird Why I gotta come down to earth? I think I'm going parasailing Miles above, it's so serene I'm letting go of all the troubles That I've seen, that I've seen Way up

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph

Put your hands on it Don't take them off It's your birthday Every day with me And I make her hand rocky ASAP Keep your hands on me Put your hands on me You can put your hands on me If you like what you see

Get naked (would you mind?) (As long as you want it come with me we can do it baby, baby, baby) What ya tryin' to do, do, do Take it off Take it off (if I take it off) If ya like what ya see And your curiosity Won't you pay attention please

You fool no one Waiting to see if I'm gone So hard to see You are taking your chances with me If I find you with some other man You know what I'm gonna do Better run if you see me comin', ah Soon, you will fall Making mistakes like before

I like the way you lick your lips? Would you be offended if I showed ya How I like to work those hips? And let you know I like what I see? Would you be offended if I touched ya? Imagine how it could be Would you be offended if I told ya Is it a rude for

In my shoes, just to see What it'd be like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what I'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let

I know where to aim, hell, I’m to blame No, they don’t make guys like me, you get exactly what you see I come from a long line of bloodline that ain’t gonna change So, take your pistol pointing finger right off of the trigger If it ain’t broke, you can