Every word you speak knocks me off my feet I couldn't wait to touch your little ass, your body Tastes so sweet Well the disco boy loves his disco girl And the rock 'n' roll boy loves his rock 'n' roll girl And the punk loves his punkette And the mod loves his modette But I don't care about fashion what I need is passion No I don't care about her style for what I love is what's Inside So let the disco boy have his disco girl Let the rock 'n' roll boy have his rock 'n' roll girl Let the punk have his punkette And let the mod have his modette Because I don't care about what she wears I'm just happy that she cares No I don't about her style for what I love is what's Inside Every word you speak knocks me off my feet I couldn't wait to touch your little ass, your body Tastes so sweet