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Text: Hormonauts (The). Hormone Hop. Hey You.


Well Im standin? here singin?
and a little lady?s caught my eye,
Got me actin? all nervous and
I can?t work out why,
?Cause she?s got the kinda looks,
even make a blind man cry,

[chorus]
Hey you! Yep I?m talkin to you,
Hey you! Don?t go makin? me blue,
Hey you! There?s so much we can do,
Rock with me baby, all night through.

Well I hope that little lady's gonna
come and take a chance with me,
Ask her out on a date,
even go some place for tea,
Better bring no other man,
there ain't no room for three,

[chorus]

Well I may be poor but I can pay my own way,
I?ll even pay yours if I've had a good day
So don?t go worryin? ?bout a thing that I do,
?Cause I?ll be good to you!

[chorus]

No I hope that little lady ain?t
gettin? up and makin? to go,
Better hang on in here until
the end of my show,
?Cause there?s so many things
I want that sweetie to know!

[chorus x2]