She gets me hot She gets me through the night When I picked her up she looked just right Back to her place I think I've got it made With a sexy smile she draws the shades
I think it's time to make my move Dim the lights Slip out of those high heel shoes
Slip out of those shoes!
Nasty girl She's a nasty girl Nasty girl She's nasty Nasty girl She's a nasty girl Nasty girl She's nasty
Bring up the food and champagne A dozen deep red roses set the mood to feel no pain She said “what would you like to do first?” and I couldn't pick As we burnt the candles down to the quick
I think it's time to make my move Dim the lights Slip out of those high heel shoes
Nasty girl She's a nasty girl Nasty girl She's nasty Nasty girl She's a nasty girl Nasty girl She's nasty
Slipping out of the silk dress gets me feelin' hot Dancin' through the room like a woman ought to She's got one thing in mind It's alright by me One thing that I find This girl is free
I think it's time to make my move Dim the lights Slip out of those high heel shoes
Oh! She's a...
Nasty girl She's a nasty girl Nasty girl She's nasty (Gets me hot!) Nasty girl She's a nasty girl Nasty girl She's nasty She's nasty
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