Well, I calls my baby on the telephone
She said, "Hurry home, Bret, 'cause I'm all alone
Now giddy-up, hurry and don't be late
'Cause b-b-b-b-baby, I just can't wait"

She starts talkin' dirty right in my ear
Making herself so perfectly clear
She needs some good love, yeah
So I roll her over in the middle of the night
And I rock my baby 'til the morning light
Gettin' hot, good love, yeah

Well, the good people say I'm a sinnin' man
But if they knew my baby, they'd understand
And the neighbors keep yellin' 'bout all the noise
They say, "The things you're doin' ain't natural, boy"

Well, my baby, she just love to play
And I need my baby each and every day
I need some good love
We're hoppin', boppin' in the old moonlight
Rockin' and rollin' 'til the morning light
Gettin' hot, good love, bring it home

Well, my baby, she just loves to play
And I need my baby each and every day
I need some good love, yeah

My daddy thinks that I've gone crazy
And my poor boss swears I'm losin' my cool
But I just want to play with my baby
If you only knew what she could do

Start talkin' dirty right in my ear
Making herself so perfectly clear
I need some good love, yeah
Well, my baby, she just loves to play
And I need my baby each and every day
I need some good love, yeah
Start hoppin', boppin' in the old moonlight
Rockin' and a-rollin' 'til the morning light
It's gettin' hot, hot, hot, good love, so damn hot, ah

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Bobby Dall, Bret Michaels, Bruce Anthony Johannesson, Rikki Rockett