Sexy.
Hot.
I love your style, man.
I'm gonna go a little bit.
They got it going on.
Oh, sugar.
Hey, sexy lady.
ceiling to floor.
Only you can make me scream and beg for more.
Her body's calling, bawling, got me crawling up the wall and
my size ain't small,
it's tall and catch a glimpse her clothes be falling.
Her neighbors calling, bawling, all this noise is so appalling.
They must believe we're brawling,
headboard bang
I
was her father choosing performance let her snooze in rock burns her knees were bruised
then she's hooked ain't no refusing
I knew it all along
she was the perfect one
she really put it on I had to write a song
hey sexy lady you're driving me nuts
I make you float your body's banging
out of control you put it on me
you got the feeling to float
Oh,
hey, you can make me scream and beg for more Hey, Cincinnati,
you be fly,
drive me crazy, groovy, long and on and on
Hey,
Cincinnati,
you be fly,
drive me crazy, groovy, long and on and on
Your lips just say like, oh,
and make me wanna say, hi
And you shake the shirt you don't know
And you make it a raffina Like
Gotta like the way you flow
Every time you're passing me By
And you wiggle and jiggle and unbow
And you make it a raffina
Like
Hey sexy lady I like your flow
Your body's burning
Out of control
Ceiling to floor