Let's do it!
Working all week, nine to five, for my money
So when the weekend comes I go get live with the honey
Rolling down the street I saw this girl and she was pumping
I winked my eye, she got into the ride, went to a club, it was jumping
Introduced myself as Loc, she said: You're a liar
I said: I got it going on, baby doll, and I'm an fire
Took her to the hotel, she said: You're the king
So be my queen, if you know what I mean, and let's do the wild thing
Wild thing - wild thing
Shopping at the mall, looking far some beer to buy
I saw this girl, she cold rocked my world, and I had to adjust my fly
She looked at me and smiled and said: You got plans far the night?
I said: Hopefully if things go well I'll be with you tonight
So we journeyed to her house, one thing led to another
I key in the door, cold hit the floor, looked up and it was her mother
I didn't know what to say, I was hanging by a string
She said: Hey you two, I was once like you,
and I liked to do the wild thing
Wild thing - she loved to do the wild thing
Wild thing - please, baby baby, please
Posse in effect, hanging out is always hyped
And with me and the crew,
leaving a shindig with a girl who's just my type
Saw this lucious little frame, I lie fellows she was fine
This sweet young miss cold gave me a kiss,
and I knew that she was mine
Took her to the limousine, still parked outside
I tipped the chauffeur when it was over and gave her my own ride
Couldn't get her off my jock, she was like static cling
But that's what happens when bodies
start slapping from doing the wild thing
Wild thing - she wanna do the wild thing - please, baby, please
Doing a little show, at the local discotheque
This fine young chick was on my jock, so I said: What the heck?
She wanted to come on stage and do a little dance
So I said: Chill for now, but maybe later you'll get your chance
So when the show was finished, I took her round the way
And what do you know, she was goad to go, without a word to say
We was all alone and she said: Tone, let me tell you one thing
I need fifty dollars to make you holler,
I get paid to do the wild thing
Say what yo luv, you must be kidding
Yo walk you ready, let's break on outta here, hasta la vista, baby
Wild thing
Written by M.Dike,
M.Ross, T.Smith, M.Young.
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