It’s the way that she walks.
It’s the way that she moves.
You can lose your mind.
Makes you so wet.
She can make you forget.
It’s a pantomime. Analyze, fantasize.
Anything your heart can tell you.
Agony, ecstasy.
Ooh, you got lucky.
Do you love her?
Do you love her?
Does it burn so deep
that you just don’t sleep?
Do you love her?
Do you love her?
Ah no, all right.
Ooh, you lucky.
It can make you feel good.
It can make you feel fine.
It’s a borderline.
It’s the way that she runs
all her fingers and thumbs
up and down your spine.
At a price, paradise.
Girl has got a lot to sell you.
Hard lies, paralyze.
Ooh, you got lucky.
Do you love her?
Do you love her?
Does it burn so deep
that you just don’t sleep?
Do you love her?
Do you love her?
Oh no, all right.
Ooh, you got lucky.
Oh babe, does it bother you
when she’s calling out my name
in the night ?
She’s a part of me
and I wanna go
but I can’t give in,
not without a fight.
Agony, ecstasy.
Ooh, you got love.
Do you love her?
Do you love her?
Does it burn so deep
that you just can’t sleep?
Do you love her?
Do you love her?
Oh no, all right.
Ooh, you got lucky.
Oh no babe, all right
Ooh, you got lucky
Do you love her?…
