Baby, when we go out, I got clout
'Cause I’m your number one body rocker.
Fellas? (Yeah) She’ll make you scream, your insides shout
Let me tell you what it’s all about

She’s mine, all mine
I’m her number one body rocker all of the time
She’s mine, all mine
You better find a brand new bag, 'cause these is my drawers

Slap me
My troubles

Baby, I’m so ashamed, 'cause I’m all aflame
I mean you’ve got my body hot
Fellas? (Yeah) She’s so fast, you’d never last
You couldn’t deal with the funk she’s got

She’s mine, all mine
I’m her number one body rocker all of the time
She’s mine, all mine
You better find a brand new bag, 'cause these is my drawers

Oh baby, this is your number one. Yes, I know you’re young
But we could have so much fun
Jesse, if you could play guitar, I’ll warm up the car
And me and this girl can see the sunrise

Whose drawers? (My drawers)
Whose drawers? (My drawers)

She’s mine, all mine
I’m her number one body rocker all of the time

Whose drawers? (My drawers)
Whose drawers? (My drawers)
Whose drawers? (My drawers)
Whose drawers? (My drawers)
My drawers
Whose drawers? (My drawers)

She’s mine, all mine
I’m her number one body rocker all of the time
Whose drawers? (My drawers)
She’s mine, all mine
You better find a brand new bag, 'cause these is my drawers
Take it home

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