Ooh, when I see her in my T-shirt. Brushin' her teeth, dancin' to the radio. Ooh, her coffee and her kisses. The way she looks at me, I hate to see her leave.
Mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm. Now hit me! Ooh-yeah! Hooh!. . Ooh-ee baby, don't you know you set my soul on fi-ire. You're like a double scoop o' ice cream. Sittin' on top of a cherry pie-ie.