Hey baby
I was checking out those jeans
And I was kinda thinking
I like the way you fill those seams
And then my mind went on from there
To a walk along the beach
And jeans were there but the shirt was bare
And my mind was thinking to
Damn that was a hott sight of you
And I don't even want to get into
The mischief my mind then ensued
Better that you should be there
Coz my hands were handling with care
And my lips were to
But that's just our view
No others needs to be there