Poor boy   No one on his arm   He's got, tongue for talent   Got, head off and your feet on   You want it   Hungry now and begging for my skin      *You said, You said   I feel good all over   You said, You said   There's never been another   Like me, Like me   There's nobody like me   Baby it's a shame   That you can't say the same*      You wrap me in   Take a look, Take a like mmm   It's the, cure for anything   You want my deepest thoughts   Want to catch me hot   Well, everybody's got their going rate      Repeat *