Bodyrockers

You're cool, so fine
Your smile, divine
Your touch, so real
I can't explain the way I feel
Your lips, those eyes
You got me running
Around and
Round and round we go
There ain't nobody like you in the whole wide world
Round and round and round we go
Guess that I'm a sucker for a runaround girl
Blow hot, blow cold
You sell, I'm sold
Silly games you play
Your rules, your way
Those lips, those eyes