I want to tell you about the shape that I'm in

I can feel the heat coming up from my skin

Turn up the lights, I can't believe my eyes

I think I know what she might want to do tonight

Fill me up, I just can't get enough, till I get it right, you got that right



My body's shakin' like a full blown vette

My knees are weak, and I begin to sweat

It must be love, cause I can't get enough 'til I get it right

You got that right



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She comes in wearing nothing but some cowboy boots

Maybe a smile and that's all

If it's a crime, I'd gladly do the time

There ought to be a law about the way she looks, that's my baby - in the raw



Don't hold back, baby I can't wait

My head is racing like a runaway freight

We're gonna roll, just like dominos, did you get it right, yeah that's right



Shake it, you're steaming up the room

Heat up the rocket won't you shoot me to the moon

Start me up, and don't you let it up 'til we get it right, whoa that's right



chorus



(Solo)



[spoken:]

In the news: today that big traffic tie-up downtown was apparently caused by

a woman walking down Main street, clad only in cowboy boots and a big smile.

The arresting young lady was apprehended by police officers who said

she did not resist. Some of the lawmen on the scene were so shaken,

they insisted on riding with her in the backseat of the squad-car.

Now here outfit is accessorized by a lovely set of cuffs. Film at eleven.



chorus



That's my baby - in the raw (repeats out)...



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