She plays a forty-five
Man alive
Spinnin' and I take a dive
Down low
Downtown on the Underground ride that train
The one drops sound
You need tempo
She's a little bit older
Yeah a little bit wiser
A little bit more woman
The candy from her lips
And the sweetnes from her hips
Her beat I truly miss
When I need that rhythm in my bones
I know she got that song
I call her sweetie
I call her call her Sweetie
I love her taste
I love her groove
I love the way she makes me move
I call her Sweetie
I call her call her Sweetie
I call her Sweetie
I call her call her Sweetie
I call her Sweetie
Some may think she's not my type
To record spinnin' out of time
But we know that's alright
Picks me up and lays me down
Then she thinks I'm faded out
She likes to play the B-side
Just a little bit older
Yes a little bit wiser
A little bit more woman
The candy from her lips
The sweetness of her hips
Her beat I truly miss
When I need that rhythm in my bones
I know she got that song
I call her sweetie
I call her call her Sweetie
I love her taste
I love her groove
I love the way she makes me move
I call her Sweetie
I call her call her Sweetie
I call her Sweetie
I call her call her Sweetie
Yeah yeah
I call her Sweetie
I know she's got that song
Yes I do, I do
Yeah I know she's got that song
To make me move
To make me move
Yes she's always got that song for me
For me
I call her Sweetie
I call her call her sweetie
Yeah yeah
She's always got that song for me
I know she got that song