Modesty plays, modesty plays Modesty plays, modesty plays She may like caviar and cocktails She may like symphonies and sun But underneath the gown and
Can you raise both your hands and clap 'em Can you say, "sure, I'll always try" Can you make friends among people and animals Basically, everything is
Music that you can dance to That and that alone is enough for me Stark naked modern music Hotter than your momma will ever be Music that you can dance
When she's on her best behavior Don't be tempted by her favors Never turn your back on Mother Earth Towns are hurled from A to B By arms that looked
We lie marooned on a tropical isle in the sun Someday they'll come, take us back with a dumb "welcome home" Until that day arrives Lucky me, lucky you
Popularity Popularity I like you and you like me a lot And we do those things that can make us feel hot Then we join some friends, all of them are all
Trains are leaving from the station (Hop on board for Love-o-Rama) Gopin' for that sweet sensation (Hop on board for Love-o-Rama) Brothers, sisters, all
Saturday night and time that I go to bed Daddy goodnight and momma goodnight, it's ten Don't forget, son to pray, anything, dad you say I'm gonna pray
That is what I had intended, pretending to be drunk A little bit change in character, I'm pretending to be drunk You think I am weak and feeble, you think
I don't know why you treat me this way? I'm a sensitive guy and I'm really in pain But you're cool to the point of saying, "No dice" Well, I'll never
I wanna go to cool places with you I wanna take you cool places tonight I wanna go where nobody's a fool And no one says, "Hey girl, need a light?" I
This is a song called rockin' girls Rockin' girls just 17 The cutest thing I've ever seen C'mon baby, rock with me tonight And you're the only girl I
Words and music by Stevie Wonder --------------------------------------------------------
Drop the goody-goody look and put on your shoes Because I'm gonna recommend a little somethin' for you (Oh yeah) Grab your little Lulu or your Sally or
In 1900 you held hands and felt like you'd scored In 1910 you'd never need a horse anymore In 1920 you could dance In 1930 lose your pants In 1940 you
Fog matters to you and me But it can't touch Sherlock Holmes Dogs bark and he knows their breed And knows where they went last night Knows their masters
Something for the girl with everything See, the writings on the wall You bought the girl a wall Complete with matching ball-point pen You can breathe
I'm loyal, I'm faithful, I trust you Then Friday, I walk in and bust you With someone else CHORUS Stop me if you've heard this before Stop me, stop me