Frankie Lymon Follow

The way your talking is quite exciting
Keep me up when I hide on my face
The way I'm eating is a social disgrace

I want a lot of this loving feeling
The way you twist me is like I was bleeding
It's really neat driving in this car
Shut the door

Let's hope to god we can get it right
I know a place we can rock all night
Nobody's gonna catch you and get a fright
You know the little girl who makes me
The big one who takes me

But now its later and I'm washing my hands
It's the arena, the promised land
Fighting on a price, sitting on a stump
Someone's gonna get you when you thumb, thumb

You know it's funny when your guts are so big
I know your gonna take everything I give
For sure you say it's a lot of meat
But you get it all in and it's a hell of a treat
Now, now, now

'Cause I'm a man whose sick
But I got class
'Cause you only get respect when you're kickin' ass
I'm a man whose sick, but I got class

'Cause you only get respect when you're kickin' ass
Yes I'm a man whose sick
But I got class
'Cause you only get respect when you're kickin' ass

Yes I'm a man whose sick but I got class
'Cause you only get respect when you're kickin' ass
I'm a man whose sick but I got class
'Cause you only get respect when you're kickin' ass

The way your talking is quite exciting
Keep me up when I hide on my face