Magic Fingers

Ooh, the way you love me, lady I get so hard now I could die Ooh, the way you love me, sugar I get so hard now I could die Open up your pocketbook Get another quarter out Drop it in the meter, mama And try me on for size yeah Open up your pocketbook Get another quarter out Drop it in the meter, mama And try me on for size Ooh, the way you squeeze me, honey Red balloons just pop behind my eyes Ooh, the way you squeeze me, girl Red balloons just pop behind my eyes oh Open up your pocketbook Get another quarter out Drop it in the meter, mama And try me on for size Open up your pocketbook Get another quarter out Drop it in the meter, mama And try me on for size Ooh oh you got that kind of love that lingers Ooh hey girl this here bed's got magic fingers Been a-rollin' in the bed since the show got out Now I'm gettin' weak in the knees Musta did it eighty, ninety times It might have been a hundred But you're the kind of girl that I really wanna please You're the kind of girl that I really wanna please Oh God Do you really wanna please me You know I do Aaah, tell me why you do it I really wanna know Well it wouldn't be right For me to tell you tonight You better tell me right away Or I'll dress up and go Don't get mad it ain't no big thing You better tell me right away Don't you treat me cold Hold it hold it, hold it, hold it I'm holding it It's good for you I'm holding it It's good for you I'm holding it I know you're really holding it and it's so very very good for you I wish you'd let go of the pants now, oh let go of the pants