I saw you at the dance last night
That's the last line that your mother would want to hear of this song
'Cos the things you do
And the way that you do them
Are the sort of things
That make me want to sing along
And from the look in your eyes
I think I know your kind
I know the clothes you wear
Show you got a dirty mind
Your blue dress unzipping
Your flesh exhibiting
My fervent delight just to rewrite this line
I get so excited at the mention of correction
What do you know, intervention of erection
I maybe thought I almost died
The way you kissed me with your beautiful eyes
And then you say you adore my magic love
Could have only been made by god above
Could have only been made by god above
You were my pupil
I was your teacher
You called me 'Sir'
You had me dress up like a preacher
Did you mean to freak me out
With your dirty mind
Never knew you'd be that kind
Just to rewind this night and play back the pleasure
Was surely going to happen again for the first time
I get so excited at the mention of correction
What do you know, intervention of erection