You Know What To Do

The night is filled with pretty girls

Dancing shoes and flying hair

Not one of them woul refuse

To follow you up the stairs

You could have your pick of them

Why decide to pick on me

You promised me you'd stay away

You promise me you'd set me free

Pounding of my heart

Trembling of my hands

Somethings I'll just never understand



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You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do



The night is filled with shooting stars

I watch them fall cause I can't sleep

I pray that you won't call at all

I'm still awake at ten to three

I hear your motorcycle roar

You pull up short outside my door

I don't know how I got outside

I don't know why I'm on this ride

We make love like a house on fire

We make love like dogs gone mad

Somethings I'll just never understand



Chorus



Punding of my heart

Trembling of my hands

Somethings I'll just never understand



Chorus