Bump And Grind Lyrics

Oh yeah, lookin' for love at the back of a taxi Got lucky in a cheap hotel Hot pants, mm, nasty Don't bother knockin' 'cause you know damn well
This blind date is cash and carry Dead ringer for the big first prize Chance meeting in the roaring eighties You ain't going home tonight
So shake it slowly And do that bump and grind
Well, I can tell you gotta few reservations More value, beg for the buck I may be wrong but I think she kinda likes ya Think quick or you're out of luck
This blind date is cash and carry We have a winner for the big first prize [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/bump-and-grind-lyrics-david-lee-roth.html ] Chance meeting in the roaring eighties You ain't going nowhere tonight
Shake it slowly And do that bump and grind Rotate slowly Make it bump and grind
Oh, I feel romantic Oh, I wanna let you know Have you ever really studied dancing Or do you make it up as you go?
Shake it slowly Do that bump and grind Move it slowly And make it bump and grind Bump it