Can I get my thrills (If I got it I'ma' give it to you) You know you want some mo girl, So come on Let's get blown Lookin' at the ladies All of them fly

She get me high She get me low She got the key to this old bronco No matter how she moving It's all the same thrill On top of my Yeti On an old boat dock Standing in the river on an old flint rock In her bare feet, or in her high heels

Say it ain't so, I will not go Turn the lights off, carry me home Na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Keep your head still, I'll be your thrill The night will go on All the small things True care truth brings I'll take one lift

Make me thrill as only you know how Sway me smooth, sway me now Other dancers may be on the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have that magic technique When we sway, I go weak I can hear the sounds of violins Long before it begins When

That I get a kick out of you I get no kick from champagne Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why should it be true Some get their kicks from cocaine I'm sure that if I took even one sniff That would bore me terrifically too I get a kick

Didn't know it was love Didn't know it was fate Didn't know it was destiny callin' Tell me it's never too late Was I too blind to see When push came to shove You were all that I needed I was lookin' for trouble and the thrill of the chase Love was

I get along without you very well Of course I do Except when soft rains fall And drip from leaves, then I recall The thrill of being sheltered in your arms Of course, I do But I get along without you very well I've forgotten you just like I should Of

Well, I ride on a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill Well, I been up all night leanin' on the windowsill Well, if I die on top of the hill And if I don't make it, you know my baby will Don't the moon look good, mama, shinin' through the trees Don't the

Lost in the heat of it all Girl you know you're lost Lost in the thrill of it all Miami, Amsterdam Tokyo, Spain, lost Los Angeles, India Lost on a train, lost Love lost, lost

Of course I do I get along without you very well Except when soft rains fall And drip from leaves, then I recall The thrill of being sheltered in you arms But I get along without you very well I've forgotten you just like I should Of course I have Except