Oooh la la ooh la la la
 ooh la la ooh la la la
 ooh la la ooh la la la

 My baby
 she gives me lovin' like a good girl shou'd
 she always treats me like a sweet thing wou'd
 she's got groovy lips that's what she has
 my honey she's always happy being by my side
 I'm contemplating having her my bride
 she's got great big [bad word] that's what she has
 yes when [bad word] down to lovin' anything goes
 and ev'ryone knows it I swear now
 for she has a thing about shedding her clothes
 it makes her sing out in a strange style she sing:

 Ooh la la I really love ya baby
 ooh la la say you'll be mine
 I love ya I really love ya honey
 ooh la la ooh la la la la.

 I took her to see my ma an pa and they said:
 Sonn why she's the one ?
 Later on
 they went to bed and pa said:
 Don't be late, son
 (we won't be long)
 soon we got started to havin' some fun
 I kissed her just to keep her quiet
 but she started burning and turning it on
 and she started causing a riot and she say
 and she went:

 Ooh la la I really love ya baby
 ooh la la say you'll be mine
 I love ya I really love ya honey
 ooh la la ooh la la la la.

 I heard my parents [bad word] down the stairs to see what
 all the noise was about. So I rolled over to the old piano and I
 said "Ma
 we've been playing the blues".
 My mother gave me a
 knowing glance and she said "Son
 is that how you play it with
 your trousers round your shoes ?"

 So they sat with us for a short while just to learn
 the words to the song I'd been singing
 and then they retired to their rooms with a smile
 and now the whole house is a-ringing:

 Ooh la la I really love ya baby
 ooh la la say you'll be mine
 I love ya I really love ya honey
 ooh la la ooh la la la la. [bad word] with any silver spoon