Strolling along minding my own business
There goes a girl and a half
She's got me going up and down (x2)
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Well I got the notion girl that
You got some sun tan lotion
in that bottle of yours
Spread it all over my peeling skin baby
That feels real good
All this skirt
Lapping up the sun
Lap me up
(Why don't you come on and)
Lap me up
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
There goes another one
Just lying down on the sand dunes
Better go and take a swim
And see if I can cool down a little bit
'Cos you and me woman
We got a lotta things on our minds
(You know what I mean)
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Will you take a look over there?
Where?
There
Is she trying to get out of that clitoris
Liberation for women
That's what I preach
Preacher man
Walking on the beaches looking at the peaches
Oh shit! There goes the charabang
Looks like I'm gonna be stuck here the whole summer
Well what a bummer
I can think of a lot worse places to be
Like down in the street
Or down in the sewer
Or even on the end of a skewer...
Push your foot to the floor
Don't need no more
You've been peekin' all around
While they're messin' about
Better get your name, come on in
Gimme that thing and feed your war..
War Machine
Make a stand, show your hand
Call in the high command
Don't think, just obey
I'm like a bird of prey
So better get your name, come on in
Gimme that thing and feed your war..
War Machine
Better watch your back
'N cover your tracks
Kick your foot through the door
Hit the deck, know the score
They take you by surprise
And here's mud in your eye
This will be the day they shouldn't forget
Call of the wild, hungry for more
And feed your..