| Lyrics: | Lookin' for love in the back of a taxi
Got lucky in a cheap motel
Hot pants,
nasty
Don't bother knockin'
'Cause you know damn well
This blind date is cash
and carry
Dead ringer for the big first prize
She's screaming in the roarin' 80's
And
ain't goin' home tonight
So shake it slowly
And do that bump and grind
Well I
can tell you've got a few reservations
More value, beg for the buck
I may be wrong but she
kind of likes you
Think quiet or you're outta luck
This blind date is cash and
carry
We have a winner for the big first prize
Cheap scheming in the roarin' 80's
And
you ain't goin' nowhere tonight
Shake it slowly
And do that bump and grind
Rotate
slowly
Make it bump and grind, oh yeah
I feel romantic, I wanna let you
know
Have you ever really studied dancing
Or do you make it up as you go
Shake
it slowly
Do that bump and grind
Move it slowly
And make it bump and grind
Bump
it to me |
