He said:Baby,what's wrong with you,why don't you use your imagination?
Oh no,oh no.Nations go to war over woman like you
It's just a form of appreciation
Come on over here,lay your clothes on the chair
Now let the lace fall across your shoulder
Oh no,oh no.Standin'in the half light,you're almost like her
Take it slow like your daddy told ya
Strut hot.Put it out.That's what you want from woman
Come on,baby,what's you takin'me for
Strut hot.Cut it out.No takin'and no givin'
Watch me,baby,while I walk out your door
I said:Honey,I don't like this game.You make me feel like a girl for hire
Oh no,oh no.All this fascination with leather and lace
Is just the smoke from another fire
He said:Honey,don't stop this speedi'n'train
Before it reaches its destination
Oh no,oh no.Lie down here beside me,I'll have some fun too
Don't turn away from your cool vocation
Strut hot.Put it out.That's what you want from woman...
I won't be your baby doll,be your baby doll
I won't be your baby doll,be your baby doll
Strut hot.Put it out.That's what you want from woman...
Strut hot.Put it out.That's what you want from woman...
Strut hot.Put it out.That's what you want from woman...
Writer(s): Charlie Dore, Julian Nicholas Littman
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