Song Description
A little blues rock number about every guy's favorite subject. No, not Nascar.
| Song Length |
4:47 |
Genre |
Blues - Rock, Country - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Sociable, Charming |
Subject |
General, Attracted, Crush |
| Similar Artists |
Jeff Beck, Joe Walsh |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Baby, I'm aware I might be getting too descriptive
Given the choice, I'd rather be straight up
We're here together and we're free and 21
Move a little closer let's see what comes up
We drank our wine, I know the time is right, girl
Turn on the radio and turn off the light
We'll take our time, I could ride this bull all night
Giddyap, cowgirl
Let's get it on
You know how to play it, girl, do you really need to hear it
You don't need to be a genius to know what's on my mind
I'll be your Jimmy Dean if you'll be my meter maid
Write me a ticket, baby, I'll pay the fine
You're so fine, tonight you will be mine, girl
Your eyes say yes and your smile agrees
You take off your dress, and I must confess, girl
There ain't nothing better that we could do for free
Let's get it on
Oh, come on and take it down with me
I'll set your soul on fire and set your passion free
Throw your clothes in a pile on the bedroom floor
Got the elation combination to your locker door
I am your honey bee, and baby, you been stung
I've got your secret name on the tip of my tongue
I'll shoot your apple just like William Tell
We'll find the gates of heaven on the road to hell
Let's get it on