No need to whine, boy Like a windup toy You stutter at my feet And it's never the time, boy You've had too much wine to Stumble up my street Well it's isn't a problem Nothing we can't keep between the sheets Tell me you're mine, love And I will not wait for other bedtime treats Is it something you lack When i'm flat on my back Is it something that i can do for you? It's always something you hate Or it's something you ate Tell me is it the way that I touch you? Have you found a new mate And is she really great Is it just that I'm much too much for you? Whoa-oh-oh-whoa-oh! Don't feed me a line, boy I can hear that voice you use upon the phone And there's no need to be coy That is something you can do upon your own Well it isn't a problem Nothing we can't solve so just relax Am I on the wrong train love And will I have to tie you to the tracks Is it something you lack When i'm flat on my back Is it something that i can do for you? It's always something you hate Or it's something you ate Tell me is it the way that I touch you? Have you found a new mate Snd is she really great Is it just that i'm much too much for you? Uh-uh-oh-whoa-oh-ah! I really want you to whoa-oh-oh-whoa-oh-ah! I really want you to whoa-oh-oh-whoa-oh-ahhhh!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
