… and off the cuff.
I can’t get two words down! Yeah, you most definitely got me shook. Nothing like drop, duck and cover to fire a girl’s curiosity and libido… You got me shakin’. Oh yeah, I’m so nervous.
Like a cat on a hot tin roof and I don’t know what to do. I’m turning myself inside out for you… my brain’s on fire… my body is on speed… Get onto that highway ’cause Baby you got what I need.
Oh hell… Lookit that! A poem fell out of my pen instead of the raging porn that’s got hold of every drop of ink, sweat or tears that I’m spilling for you… You got me shakin’. Oh yeah, shakin’ and jumpin’.
… and you… so all sang froid and shit…