I couldn’t wait to touch your little ass, your body tastes so sweet,
Every word you speak, knocks me off my feet,
I couldn’t wait to touch your little ass, your body tastes so sweet,
Well the disco boy, likes his disco girl,
And the rock and roll boy, loves his rock and roll girl,
And the mod, loves his modette,
And the punk, loves his punkette,
But I don’t care about fashion, what I need is passion,
No I don’t care about your style, what I love is whats inside,
So let the disco boy, have his disco girl,
Let the rock and roll boy, have his rock and roll girl,
Let the mod, have his modette,
And the punks, have his punkette,
Cause I don’t care about what you wear, I just happy that she cares,
No, I don’t care about your style, what I love is…
Every word you speak, knocks me off my feet,
I couldn’t wait to touch your little ass, your body tastes so sweet,
(Repeat the above till fade)
