Lust For Booty Riot

(yeah-eah-eah) Walking down the boulevard of sin

Underneath the spotlight where the wild begin

Lace and leather tight against the bone

You got everybody dialing on the telephone

Oh you know just how to make a grown man fall

One look from you,

writing on the wall

Yeah you got the heat

rising off the street

Take me down now to your passenger seat

Shake it, shake it,

let it roll

That body's got total control

Ooh, sweet booty

driving me insane

Like a runaway express train

(oh yeah!)

Venom on your lips,

fire in your stride

Nowhere left for a poor boy to hide

Dangerous curves rocking back and forth

Spinning my compass all the way north

Oh you know just how to make a grown man fall

One look from you,

writing on the wall Yeah you got the heat

rising off the street

Take me down now to your passenger seat

Shake it, shake it,

let it roll

That body's got total

control

Ooh, sweet booty

driving me insane

Like a runaway express train

(oh yeah!)

Shake it for me one more time!

(ooh-yeah) Going down, going down,

going down in flames