Ooh, the way you love me, lady
I get so hard now I could die
Ooh, the way you love me, sugar
I get so hard now I could die

Open up your pocketbook
Get another quarter out
Drop it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size
Open up your pocketbook
Get another quarter out
Drop it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size

Ooh, the way you squeeze me, baby
Red balloons just pop behind my eyes
Ooh, the way you squeeze me, girl
Red balloons just pop behind my eyes

Open up your pocketbook
Get another quarter out
Drop it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size
Open up your pocketbook
Get another quarter out
Drop it in the meter, mama
And try me on for size

Mark:
Oh, do you really want to please me?

Howard:
You know I do, baby

Mark:
Well, tell me why you do it
I really wanna know

Howard:
Oh, no, no,
I wouldn't be right
for me to tell you tonight

Mark:
You better tell me right away
Or I dress up and go

Howard:
Don't get mad, it ain't no big thing

Mark:
You better tell me right away,
Don’t you treat me cold

Howard:
Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it

Mark:
Well
There are lot of reasons why I'd...
I'd drag a girl such as yourself back to this...
Plastic hotel room and...
Rip you off for spare change to run a...
vibrating machine attached to this...
Queen size, bulk-purchase,
kapok-infested,
Do-not-remove-tag-under-penalty-of-law
type bed and...
And make you take off all your little clothes...
Until you are nearly stark raving nude!
(Save for your chrome-with-heavy-duty
leather thong Peace Medallion, heh)
And make you assume a series of
marginaly erotic poses involving...
A plastic chair and...
An old guitar strap while I...
Did a wee-wee in your hair and...
Beat you with a pair of tennis shoes...
I got from Jeff Beck!