Look out!
Mama let me out on a saturday night, she said now
Go out and get her go and hold her tight
I said now Mama, you don't understand
Ev'ry time I touch her hand
It's like I'm burning in the fires of [bad word] And if I hold her too long
You never can tell what'll happen to me
I wouldn't want you to see

Look out
She's a [bad word] raiser, star chaser, trail blazer
Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a [bad word] raiser, star chaser, trail blazer
Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look out!

She's like a live bomb shell
Like a flash out of [bad word] And when she's shaking her ooh
Everyone fell at her feet
And that's neat and she took [bad word] By surprise with her ultra sonic eyes
That were flashing like hysterical danger signs
That said beware where you tread
Or you'll go out of your head

Look out
She's a [bad word] raiser, star chaser, trail blazer
Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She's a [bad word] raiser, star chaser, trail blazer
Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look out!
 [bad word] raiser, [bad word] raiser, [bad word] raiser [bad word] raiser, [bad word] raiser, ooh
Now Mama, you don't understand
Ev'ry time I touch her hand
It's like I'm burning in the fires of [bad word] And if I hold her too long
You never can tell what'll happen to me
I wouldn't want you to see...