I can see you from my window
Leaning up against the fender
Of my daddy's eighty-six Pontiac
Looking like the movies, kind of cool, a little moody
I bet you could take me for a ride
On your shiny new Harley
Take me to a party
We could dance on the end of the pier
We could sip a little 'shine, do a shimmy and a slide
Watch my dress blow around in the wind
Take me out
Baby take me out
That's what I'm talking about
Honey take me out
You know I'm looking kinda cute
In my Tony Lama boots
Long legs going up to my chin
I know just what you're thinking
See you need some rearranging
But you'll have to get me home before ten
I know how to make it last
Drive it hard and drive it fast
I think you know what I'm talking about
We can a little smooching a little bit of hoochie-coochin
If my daddy'd only let me out
Let me out
If he'd let me out
If I scream and I shout
He might let me out
I'm hotter than a smoking pistol
Even hotter than my big sister
She taught me everything that I've learned
I'm just a chilli pepper waiting to burn, burn, burn
I'm on fire
Hotter than a smoking pistol
Even hotter than my big sister
She taught me everything that I've learned
I'm just a chilli pepper waiting to burn, burn, burn
I'm on fire
I'm on fire
I'm on fire
I'm on fire