Letra de Bertha Lou

Bertha lou, bertha lou Let me slip around with you If i could raise some sand I'd be a mighty-mighty man 'cause you're so ooooh, bertha lou Bertha lou, bertha lou Gotta get a date with you If i could hear you moan On mr. bell's telephone Ain't no tellin' what i'd do, bertha lou You wear your hair in a poodle cut You're walkin' down the street like a semi-truck And everybody knows that you're so sweet You tickle from head to my athlete's feet Hey-hey, bertha lou I wanna conjugate with you You know my blood is running' wild And i know you ain't no child When you do what you do, bertha lou (rock! rock! rock!) You wear your hair in a poodle cut You're walkin' down the street like a semi-truck And everybody knows that you're so sweet You tickle from head to my athlete's feet Hey-hey, bertha lou I wanna congregate with you You know my blood is running' wild And i know you ain't no child When you do what you do, bertha lou Bertha lou, bertha lou, bertha lou