Storm In The Raw
I want to tell you about the shape that I'm in I can feel the heat coming up from my skin Turn up the lights, I can't believe my eyes I think I know what she might want to do tonight Fill me up, I just can't get enough, till I get it right, you got that right My body's shakin' like a full blown vette My knees are weak, and I begin to sweat It must be love, cause I can't get enough 'til I get it right You got that right Chorus: She comes in wearing nothing but some cowboy boots Maybe a smile and that's all If it's a crime, I'd gladly do the time There ought to be a law about the way she looks, that's my baby - in the raw Don't hold back, baby I can't wait My head is racing like a runaway freight We're gonna roll, just like dominos, did you get it right, yeah that's right Shake it, you're steaming up the room Heat up the rocket won't you shoot me to the moon Start me up, and don't you let it up 'til we get it right, whoa that's right chorus (Solo) [spoken:] In the news: today that big traffic tie-up downtown was apparently caused by a woman walking down Main street, clad only in cowboy boots and a big smile. The arresting young lady was apprehended by police officers who said she did not resist. Some of the lawmen on the scene were so shaken, they insisted on riding with her in the backseat of the squad-car. Now here outfit is accessorized by a lovely set of cuffs. Film at eleven. chorus That's my baby - in the raw (repeats out)... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
