The sun's in the sky and the wind's in my hair,
And there's honeys in hot paints everywhere,
And they all've got a Tae-Bo dairyair,
And try to look away all I can do is stare,
I'm quite aware their booties be shakin',
Strictly slim-fast, yo fuck that bacon,
My heart be achin',
My [UNKNOWN] savinYou know I'm salivatin' for the gyratin',
Girlfriend, whoever's waitin',
Your end's waiting for me,
I'm cool casual datin', but your booty's callin' me.
[Voice]: It's a kind of a strange sensation.