Chewin' on a whip, your little dress is tight Gonna make me burn, gonna make it right Tell your little stories and I'll never hope That I'll end up right beside you when it comes I'm gonna make it good this hour Make it true Dancing on the stairs, I'll never get back home Gonna laugh and smile, gonna make me moan Do your little thing and then remember why You chose me instead of someone else Why don't you start right now, I know you Won't regret