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He was hard as a rock, but I was ready to roll what a shock to find out, I was in control of the situation I didn't need no time or destination. He said Say you look divine, have I met you before? I said Your place or mine?, it's getting hard to be sure, of an invitation In these times of casual, quick relations Chorus Go, Baby, go Get it on boy, show what you know Oh, there's a fire down below So go Baby, go! It doesn't matter to me He thought I'd be impressed by his rotating bed Such a woman suppressed surely needs to be led to complete elation And I've had my share of conversation Chorus Go, Baby, go Get it on boy, show what you know Oh, there's a fire down below So go Baby, go! It doesn't matter to me; no, no, no Songtexte He had four on the floor, and I was ready to clutch I said Give me some more, He said You're too much for my inclination. And I've had my share of invitations (or imitations) Chorus Go, Baby, go Get it on boy, show what you know Oh, there's a fire down below So go Baby, go! It doesn't matter to me; no, no Oh, Butterboy! Go, Baby, go Get it on boy, show what you know Oh, there's a fire down below So go Baby, go! It doesn't matter to me; no, no, no repeat Aus Songtexte Mania