Doo Doo wop a doo doo wop, shoopi doobi doo doo wop She give me Katchi All night long Well, well, well It's been such a long day I'm kinda tired, bring your soothing arms my way My back is achin' and my body sore Don't stop, honey, you know that I want more

Half psychotic, sick, hypnotic Just dance, gonna be okay, da da doo doo-doo-mmm What's goin' on on the floor? Keep it cool, what's the name of this club? Just dance, spin that record, babe, da da doo doo-doo-mmm Just dance, gonna be okay, d-d-d-dance Dance,

When these open doors were open-ended Two more weeks And I read about the afterlife I'm good to go My foot is in the door, yeah I can't sleep In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)

There's levels to your love And I know, we can get higher Levels, levels, levels, levels Yeah, there's levels to your love And I keep on climbing up Let them go, all the one's tryna get in the door I'ma go where they all couldn't go Up a floor, up a

Freak in you Room full of women and they notice me Now all they wanna listen to is Jodeci Is there a freak in you? Diamonds on my chest like a bishop And these lines right here ain't no kicker These lines right here gon' really really make you fuck These

It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, But something 'bout it felt like home somehow and I Left my scarf there at your sister's house, And you still got it in your drawer even now. Oh,

48 floors, that's the way we going Open up the Wraith doors, oh yeah And don't make me wait for ya Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it, oh yeah And don't make me wait for it Pussy so good, I should have to pay for it So good, I should have to pay

Don't you wonder sometimes 'Bout sound and vision? Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo doo Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo doo Blue, blue, electric blue That's the color of my room Where I will live

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but Don't wanna think about you right now Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad And I'd show up at your house I was screaming at your door Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" I thought

I was shamed I'm ashamed Bell on the door ring, come on in Floyd observes my hairy chin Sit down in the chair don't be afraid Steamed hot towel around my face. Barney ties me to the chair I can't see I'm really scared Floyd breathes hard I hear a zip