I saw her at the back of the room,
she asked me to sit down.
Well, I suppose that she was talkin' to me
'cause there ain't nobody else around.

Lights out!
Cheap thrills!
And a pocket full of poisonous pills!

I said; what we say,
we mean it in a serious way.
Last summer!
Our bodies hit the ground,
we was makin'... sounds!

We was makin' sounds.
Well, I could tell by the red on her lips tonight,
that she was ready for the Getdown.
Pants off!
Hands on!
Rollin' 'round on a strangers lawn.

Can you hear?
Put your ear to the ground.
Everyone. And everybody is makin' the sound!
All the girls, all the boys in this town.
Everyone. They're comin' from all around.

All the girls, all the girls in this town
and all the fellas they're comin' from all around.
for the s-s-s-s-sound.
for the sound.
for the s-s-s-s-sound.
from this town!

Lyrics submitted by decodethemoans

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