Saturday night, you're lookin' just right
 People all stop and stare

 Lick your lips, shake your hips [bad word] your fingers through your hair

 You bump and grind, make me lose my mind
 Baby, that's so unfair

 You just don't stop, you wind me up
 Oh baby, wait until I get you home
 Gonna make sweet love to you
 Oh, gonna make sweet love to you

 Dressed to kill, dressed to thrill
 I guess you know what I mean

 Goin' out, showin' out
 Yet every you're every schoolboy's dream

 You rock, you roll you, oh my soul
 You make we wanna shout and scream

 You never stop, you wind me up
 Oh baby, wait until i get you home
 Gonna make sweet love to you
 Oh, gonna make sweet love to you

 Help me, help me
 I need you baby, yes I do
 I just can't seem to keep control
 Every time I look at you

 Hold me, hold me
 Tell me that you need me [bad word]  Baby, baby
 Oh, just a-wait until I get you home
 Gonna make sweet love to you
 Oh yeah, make sweet love to you

 The way you walk, the way you talk
 It gets me so [bad word] hot
 I might give in, but I won't give up
 I'll give you everything that I got

 It's gettin' late, and I just can't wait
 To see if you are ready or not
 I wanna hold you now, I have you now

 Oh baby, wait until I get you home
 Make sweet love to you
 Oh, gonna make sweet love to you

 Oh, gonna make sweet love to you
 Oh yeah, gonna make sweet love to you
 Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh

 Oh, wait until I get you home
 Gonna make sweet love to you
 Oh, gonna make sweet love to you

 Oh, make sweet love to you
 Oh, gonna make sweet love to you
 Oh, gonna make love to you, yeah

 Gonna make love, gonna make sweet love to you