Cruisin’ down the alley with my P. 205
Checkin’ out the girlies that are longing for a “dive”
A dive in the bed, put some rubber on the head
Of my weenie
If you know what I meanie
Suddenly a road block appears in my sight
A gun smiles at me, my god, I gotta hide
Mad, bad girl wants my “18 Double O Forever”
I looked up to her and I, and I said never 

Gotta get it on, Gotta get it on, boy (she said)
Gotta get it on, Gotta get it on, boy (she said)
Gotta get it on, Gotta get, “shoot my pistol” 
Gotta get it on, Gotta get, “shoot my pistol” 
Gotta get it on, Gotta get it on, boy (she said)
Gotta get it on, Gotta get it on, boy (she said)
Gotta get it on, Gotta get, “what” 

1-2-3, the count she released
“Why’s a girl like you doin’ this”, I eased
You got everything you need to succeed in life
A good lookin’ body and brains, in short my dream-wife
But she said “gotta get it on, gotta get it on, boy”
Too much, too long I’ve been used as a toy
But a sparkle in her eye betrayed she was in doubt
She kissed me in the neck on the back seat, so I shouted 

chorus:

Gotta get it on, Gotta get it on, girl (she said)
Gotta get it on, Gotta get it on, girl (she said)
Gotta get it on, Gotta get, “shoot my pistol”
Gotta get it on, Gotta get, “shoot my pistol” 
Gotta get it on, Gotta get it on, girl (she said)
Gotta get it on, Gotta get it on, girl (she said)
Gotta get it on, Gotta get, “ooh” 
Gotta get it on, Gotta get, “ooh” 


(c) Supergum