Cool and calm, Mr Gorgeous
Walks up to the bar and orders
As he passes by, they all sigh — ah…
When he moves just like a panther,
The fins obeys, the bones etch
He won’t dare a smile,
Coz it’s really not his style
Oh,
Ay, ay, ay….
She’s so slick and so curvaceous
The way she walks is quite contagious
Eager eyes follow her thighs, and go, uuu
The way she moves strikes her crowd
And hits the groove
But she ignores them…
Hopefully advances,
No, she won’t give no chances at all
Ay, ay, ay….
All alone our Miss Curvaceous
Back at her place finds her bed too spacious
As she passes her own reflection, sighs
Ooh..
Mr Gorgeous is feeling lonely
He wishes that if he could only…
Smile, once a while, oh
So lonely, poor thing
Ay, ay, ay…
So why you’re shaking your hips
(um hum)
Licking your lips, i dont know