Dime-A-Dance Romance

(álbum: Sailor - 1968)

Maybe she's just another sweet thing
Just a looking to go for a ride
Looking to see what it's all about
Before she can be satisfied

Or maybe she's cool and still going to school
And not looking for no man
To write a book or make her cook
Or hold her dishpan hands

She could a duchess or even a dame
Or a lady from over the hill
Yes, come on honey what's the name of your thrill
We'll try to shake it
Come on baby, let's climb that old hill
We're bound to make it
Moon's high and I'm dry
Come on

Ha-cha-ooh-la-la
You know she's well endowed
Ha-cha-ooh-la-la
Nature of a clown
Ha-cha-ooh-la-la
Answer to a sailor's dream
Ha-cha-ooh-la-la
Make things what they seem
Ha-cha-ooh-la-la
Take me for what you will

Queen of Spades that ain't been played
Though she knows she's well endowed
Wiggly witch with a nervous twitch
And the nature of a clown
Back-street joy ride certified bona fide
Answer to a sailor's dream
Where her lonesome deeds are cherished
To make things what they seem
Oh you dreamer, sweet redeemer
Take me for what you will

Yeah, come on honey what's the name of your thrill
We're gonna shake it
Come on baby, let's find that hill
We're bound to make it
Moon's high and I'm dry
Come on, come on!