first you take of your hat

then you take of those brand new shoes

say 'Hey George, what've you got to lose?'

with my hand on yur thigh

I just look you in the eye and say

'Not a whole lot baby

but a whole lot more than you'



I can make you happy (yeah, yeah)

don't you know that?

she said

I can make you happy



boys and girls

the ones who kiss and tell

why should we have to believe them?

no, I don't understand

how any woman, how any man

can say 'Lay me down, lay me down'

for that big stash-cheap cash-think about the money



I can make you happy (yeah, yeah)

don't you know that?

she said

I can make you happy



I've seen you in the corner

with your rub-it-on tan

hitching a ride

could be a woman or a man

gonna get what you want before too long

gonna take your oppurtunities

right or wrong



some poor cow with a seven-year itch?

you don't dig men

but you'll fuch 'em if they're rich

you can't be--with me

you're a low life, daughterofasonofabitch