Cos he loves the models
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's trying everyday and when he sleeps
With models
And he dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say
Why don't you call?
Got your number got your back on my wall
So why don't you call me?
Nothing at all
Rocks my hunger like a trip to the mall
So why don't you call me?
Why don't you call?
Why don't you call? Why don't you come around baby?
Nothing at all
You got my number and it's driving me crazy
********
I just wanna do it to you baby, watch me go
I wanna give you combinations I could tell you but you already know, for sure
I wanna feel that funky fever, baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline, pour it on I'm ready to blow
Strippers and the vicars in the back
First man cracked
Jump on the main line track and
I take a little bit of pay, okay
And the beat of the big trombone
So strippers and the vicars in the back
First man cracked
Jump on the main line track and
I take a little bit of pay, okay
And the beat of the big trombone
********
I give myself the blame so I get back up again
Get out of the rain
Baby, I miss you, so tell me
Is she really that beautiful? Woah
Each time she's kissed you, tell me
Is it that really that good for you?
Does she love you like I never could?
Hold you tender tell you everything's good? Woah
Would she hurt you? Cos I never could
Does she hold your body tight all night baby?
I'm talking bout a whole lotta history
I can't find a way to show what you mean to me
I've fallen all around when you miss me
I don't know what to do so tell me baby
And he hugs the models
Goes to lunch with models
Cos he's trying everyday and when he sleeps
With models
And he dreams of models
Wants to be a model
Cos it's all he's got to say
Why don't you call?
Got your number got your back on my wall
So why don't you call me?
Nothing at all
Rocks my hunger like a trip to the mall
So why don't you call me?
Why don't you call?
Why don't you call? Why don't you come around baby?
Nothing at all
You got my number and it's driving me crazy
********
I just wanna do it to you baby, watch me go
I wanna give you combinations I could tell you but you already know, for sure
I wanna feel that funky fever, baby I'm at the door
Got the keys, got the gasoline, pour it on I'm ready to blow
Strippers and the vicars in the back
First man cracked
Jump on the main line track and
I take a little bit of pay, okay
And the beat of the big trombone
So strippers and the vicars in the back
First man cracked
Jump on the main line track and
I take a little bit of pay, okay
And the beat of the big trombone
********
I give myself the blame so I get back up again
Get out of the rain
Baby, I miss you, so tell me
Is she really that beautiful? Woah
Each time she's kissed you, tell me
Is it that really that good for you?
Does she love you like I never could?
Hold you tender tell you everything's good? Woah
Would she hurt you? Cos I never could
Does she hold your body tight all night baby?
I'm talking bout a whole lotta history
I can't find a way to show what you mean to me
I've fallen all around when you miss me
I don't know what to do so tell me baby