Do It Do It

Fantasize another satin saturday

My size, your size

Your eyes wide open, painted grey

Yeah, rumor has it I could jazz it up today

But they're wrong, they're so wrong

I'm quite a tough act to play

Bend aside

Blink once

Get in bed

Tramp upon the pumpkin..side your head

Well the whiskey in the jar has said all that should be said

I'm no' lonely for the weekend

Better better

Do it do it

Good, good

Better better

Do it do it

Do it do it

Do it do it

Satan sits on satin, says :

Is saturday over?

I say :

No way, no way, I'd rather stay undercover

They spoke ill of me, they broke it up on me

They are wrong, they're so wrong

I'm quite a tough act to play

Bend aside

Blink once

Get in bed

Tramp upon the pumpkin..side your head

Well the whiskey in the jar has said all that should be said

I'm no' lonely for the weekend

Better better

Do it do it

Good, good

Better better

Do it do it

Do it do it

Do it do it