Riding the night, riding the night Ain´t it cool? Rolling it high, rolling it high Ain´t it cool? She´s looking hot, she´s looking hot In the breeze Flashing those eyes, strutting her stuff Givenchy
Baby wants to ride tonight
[Chorus:] Well, you sure got the look That the good times come for free Baby I´m not expensive But tonight you´re taking me You sure got the look When you´re rinding next to me Dynamite, dynamite You sure got the look Got to keep you on my hook Pussycat eyes, I´m digging you Girl, you got the look Riding the night You know that she´s dynamite, come on Dynamite, dynamite
Don´t stop caressing me ´Cos it´s ecstasy And I wanna be
Riding the night, riding the night Ain´t it cool? Riding the night, riding the night She´s no fool (Turn the lights off) Rolling it high, rolling it high That´s her thing Riding the night, she´s cold as ice Watch the sting
[Chorus]
You know, baby You´ve got that dynamite Baby (In the Givenchy, five seventy five, in the Givenchy) I want your dynamite Baby You´ve got that dynamite Baby I want your dynamite
[Chorus]
All this dynamite Dynamite, dynamite Under the moon as we slip through the city streets Dynamite, dynamite You and me can believe in this happiness Dynamite, dynamite
[Repeat with ad-libs to end]
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