Girl Let Me Touch You

It's morning, seven o'clock you at my clinic

It's me your orthopedic, gynecologist

You lookin' pretty and fine, go ahead blow my mind

Girl, what's wrong come here, let me take a look

You say you got burnt, your man should've wore a rubber

What type of partners you have? And who's your first lover?

He never turned you around, showed you doggy-style

We got some things in common, honey, let's talk awhile

Did he lick you there? Percolate your atmosphere?

I got a mask at home, boots, and some leather gear

How about me and you in black? I'm hittin' from the back

Tail in my face, and all juicy, brown booty

I'm the master, rubber splits, let me do my duty

Girl, let me touch you

Girl, let me touch you there

I wanna feel you (Can you tell me what's wrong?)

Girl, let me touch you there

Girl, let me touch you there

I wanna feel you (Can you tell me what's wrong?)

Girl, let me touch you there (Oh, baby)

Sippin' Manischewitz smooth, your cute, drinkin' Hennessy

Jokin' 'bout two girls, your friend double-teamin' me

I got the office closed, you ready for the pros?

Suckers ain't no good, stickin' coke in your nose

My style is wild at home and on the kitchen table

Porno flicks in stacks, Playboy on the TV cable

I'd rather sign my address on your application

You can call late nights for lonely information

Where you come when it's boring? A place, where to go?

I want you in a two-piece, and freaky, for a private show

You got my number, address, you know the rest

Girl, let me touch you there

I wanna feel you (You can tell me what's wrong)

Girl, let me touch you there

Girl, let me touch you there

I wanna feel you (You can tell me what's wrong)

Girl, let me touch you there

Only eighteen, bikini body, bad and mean

Do you have cards? In fact, I will take Medicaid

Your panties are wet, take it easy, don't sweat

You want some birth control? You could smoke a cigarette

Relax, lay back, your buns feel good to smack

You think you're pregnant, your test show negative

I got a movie camera film that is positive

Turn around for me, girl, take a picture

This is the way with twenty-four flicks on Kodak

Them young boys ain't ready, so let me show them how to act

I put you in thongs and six-inch high shoes

You strut your stuff in latex, my strategy is rough

(I'll get smooth)

(I'll get smooth)

(I'll get smooth and **** your whole head up)

Girl, let me touch you there

I wanna feel you (You can tell me what's wrong)

Girl, let me touch you there

Girl, let me touch you there

I wanna feel you (Can you tell me what's wrong?)

Girl, let me touch you there