You look like a village girl to me 
But you stepped into my life from a magazine 
You were like a village girl to me 
But you walked into my life off the record machine 
Oh village girl, village girl 
Yes, you sure make me hot 

You can't imagine all the things I'd do 
If I'd only get a night to share with you 
If I call you, tell me would [bad word]  Baby 
Would you try me and check out 
How good, how good I really am 

You became a legend in my life 
When I saw you in a picture topless, you were topless, Mama 
Oh yes, your music means a lot to me 
But your face and your body, they drive me crazy 
The only love that exists to me is  
And thats what i'd like to share with you 
My imagination [bad word] away with you 
When i'm with any of my girlfriends i imagine i'm with you 
And the morning after when I had left yeah 
The only thing between us two would be the memory 
Just one time, oh check how good, how good i really am