Pandemonium

Now ain’t that more like it? Oh, that is so nice
I think I’m about at the peak of my erotic
Drawers shakin', bodies flowin'. I know that’s right
All of the women, it’s a pandemonium
Lots of burnin' drawers in here, gotta get me some
Let me make up my mind, I gotta pick me one
Here’s another comin' now, it’s a mass hysteria
Wild chaotic, peak of my erotic. There’s a riot goin' on
People manic, dancin' in a panic. We call it pandemonium
We call it pandemonium
We call it pandemonium
This place is out of control from all the excitement
… Hey Morris?
Yes?
… Cool us down
Naw, I don’t like Eskimos
I like’em hot with firecracker shakes, a body build that flows
So gigolos like me can work the dance floor
Oh, shake it now
… Go, Morris!
That’s right. You wouldn’t happen to have some liniment, would you?
Turn around. — Shake
Lemme look at you. — Shake
Shake it. — Shake
(repeat chorus)
Shake, shake, shake
We call it pandemonium
Shake, shake, shake
Oh, hey, pandemonium. You sing. — Oh, hey, pandemonium!
Oh, drawers shake, pandemonium. Huh? — Drawers shake, pandemonium!
Drawers, they burnin'. — They burnin', they burnin'!
Drawers, they on fire. — Them hot!
Drawers, they burnin'. — They burnin', they burnin'!
Drawers, they on fire. — Oh, is them yo' drawers Morris?
Oh, hey, pandemonium. Y’all sing. — Oh, hey, pandemonium!
Yeah, drawers shake, pandemonium. Yeah. — Drawers shake, pandemonium!
Fellas? — Yeah!
I’m back. — Back!
The aristocratic black. — Black!
My whip ain’t got no crack. — Crack!
But we got a hell of a bang. — Got a hell of a bang!
America, I’m back. — Back!
The aristocratic black. — Black!
My whip ain’t got no crack. — Crack!
But it got a hell of a bang. — Got a hell of a bang!
Drawers? — Yeah!
I’m back. — Back!
The aristocratic black. — Black!
My whip ain’t got no crack. — Crack!
But we got a hell of a bang. — Got a hell of a bang, whoo!