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...