Maybe she's just another sweet thing Just a lookin' to go for a ride
Lookin' to see what it's all about Before she can be satisfied
Or maybe she's cool and still goin' to school And not lookin' for no man
To write a book or make her cook Or hold her dishpan hands
She could a duchess or even a dame Or a lady from over the hill
Yes, come on honey what's the name of your thrill. We'll try to shake it
Come on baby, let's climb that old hill. We're bound to make it
Moon's high and I'm dry Come on
verse 2
Ha-cha-ooh-la-la You know she's well endowed
Ha-cha-ooh-la-la Nature of a clown
Ha-cha-ooh-la-la Answer to a sailor's dream
Ha-cha-ooh-la-la Make things what they seem
Ha-cha-ooh-la-la Take me for what you will
verse 3
Queen of Spades that ain't been played Though she knows she's well endowed
Wiggly witch with a nervous twitch And the nature of a clown
Back-street joy ride certified bona fide Answer to a sailor's dream
Where her lonesome deeds are cherished To make things what they seem
Oh you dreamer, sweet redeemer Take me for what you will
Yes, come on honey what's the name of your thrill. We'll try to shake it
Come on baby, let's climb that old hill. We're bound to make it
Moon's high and I'm dry Come on