We've been here too long, trying to get along
Pretending that you're oh so shy
I'm a natural man, doing all I can
My temperature is running high
Friday night, no one in sight
And we got so much to share
Talking's fine, if you got the time
I ain't got the time to spare
Do you wanna touch? (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch? (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there? Yeah!
Do you wanna touch? (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch? (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there? Where? There! Yeah!
My, my, my, my, my!
Every growing boy needs a little joy
All you do is sit and stare
Begging on my knees, baby won't you please
Run your fingers through my hair
My, my, my, whisky and dry
Don't it make you feel so fine?
Right or wrong, don't it turn you on?
Can't you see we're wasting time?
Do you wanna touch? (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch? (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there? Yeah!
Do you wanna touch? (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch? (Yeah)
Do you wanna touch me there? Where? There! Yeah!
There, there, there, there
Every growing boy needs a little joy
Beggin' on my knees, baby, if you please
Every growing boy needs a little toy
I'm a natural man doing all I can
Every Friday night, I got to get it right
I'm waiting so long, oh
Artist: Thorbjorn Egner
Artist: The Feelies
Artist: Klaus Schulze