The night is filled with pretty girls   Dancing shoes and flying hair   Not one of them would 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 promised me you’d set me free   Pounding of my heart   Trembling of my hands   Somethings i’ll just never understand      Chorus:   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      Pounding out my heart   Trembling of my hands   Somethings i’ll just never understand      Chorus