[Stanzas]
Maybe she's just another sweet thing,
Just lookin' to go for a ride.
Lookin' to see what it's all about,
Before she can be satisfied.
Or maybe she's cool
And still goin' to school
And not lookin' for a man,
To write her book, or make her cook,
Or hold her dishpan hands.

She could be a duchess, or even a dame,
Or a lady from over the hill.
Yes, come on, Honey,
Just name your thrill!
We'll try to shake it.
Come on, Baby, let's climb that ole hill!
We're bound to make it.
Moon's high an' I'm dry!
Come on!

[Bridge:]

[Chorus:]
Ha, cha; oooh la la; knows she's well endowed!
Ha, cha; oooh la la; nature of a cloud!
Ha, cha; oooh la la; answer to a sailor's dream!
Ha, cha; oooh la la; make things what they seem!
Ha, cha; oooh la la; take me for what you will!

[Stanzas]
Queen of Spades, that ain't been played,
'Cause she knows she's well endowed.
Trembly witch with a nervous twitch
And the nature of a cloud.
Backseat joyride,
Certified, glorified
Answer to a sailor's dream.
?
To make things what they seem.

Oh, you dreamer, Sweet Redeemer,
Take me for what you will.
Yeah, come on, Honey,
Just name your thrill!
We're gonna shake it.
Come on, Baby, let's climb that hill!
We're bound to make it.
Moon's high an' I'm dry!
Come on!
Come on!

[Final Chorus and Fade-Out]
Oooh-wee, ha cha cha, yippy-yi-yo kayay!
Oooh-wee, ha cha cha...