Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
She sits alone waiting for suggestions
He’s so nervous avoiding all the questions
His lips are dry, her heart is gently pounding
Don’t you just know exactly what they’re thinking
If you want my body and you think I’m sexy
Come on, sugar, let me so
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on, honey, tell me so
He’s acting shy, looking for an answer
Come on, girl, let’s spend the night together
Now hold on a minute before we go much further
Give me a dime so I can phone my mother
They catch a cab to his high-rise apartment
At last he can tell her exactly what his heart meant
If you want my body and you think I’m sexy
Come on, honey, tell me so
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on, sugar, let me so
His heart’s beating like a drum
’cause at last he’s got the girl home
Relax, baby, now we’re all alone, yeah
They wake at dawn ’cause all the birds are singing
Two total strangers but that ain’t what they’re thinking
Outside it’s cold, misty, and it’s raining
They got each other, neither one’s complaining
He says, I’m sorry but I’m out of milk and coffee
Never mind, sugar, we can catch an early movie
If you want my body and you think I’m sexy
Come on, sugar, let me so
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on, honey, tell me so
Do You Think I’m Sexy was written by Rod Stewart & Duane Hitchings & Carmine Appice.