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Do Ya Think Im Sexy - Rod Stewart x Vintage Reggae Café
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Natty Bong
Natty Bong
Performer
Max Dubster
Max Dubster
Performer
Naika Richards
Naika Richards
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Songwriter
Carmine Appice
Carmine Appice
Songwriter
Duane S. Hitchings
Duane S. Hitchings
Songwriter

Lyrics

She sits alone, waiting for suggestions
He's so nervous, avoiding all the questions
His lips are dry, his heart is gently pounding
Don't you just know exactly what they're thinking?
His heart's beating like a drum (like a drum)
Is he gonna get this girl home?
Relax, soon, baby, we'll be all alone
Don't you just know exactly what they're thinking?
If you want my body and you think I'm sexy
Come on, sugar, tell me so
If you really need me, just reach out and touch me
Come on, honey, tell me so
Alright
He's acting shy, looking for an answer
Come on, honey, let's spend the night together
Now hold on a minute before we go much further
Give me a dime so I can phone my mother
They catch a cab to his high-rise apartment
At last he can tell exactly what his heart meant
If you want my body and you think I'm sexy
Come on, sugar, tell me so (tell me so)
If you really need me, just reach out and touch me
Come on, honey, tell me so
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ooh, ooh
I like this, I like this, I like this
Come on, baby, spend the night
I promised to behave myself
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
His heart's beating like a drum (like a drum)
Is he gonna get this girl home? (is he)
We'll soon, baby, we'll be alone
Don't you just know exactly what they're thinking?
If you want my body and you think I'm sexy
Come on, sugar, tell me so
If you really need me, just reach out and touch me
Come on, honey, tell me so (tell me so)
If you really, really, really need me
Just let me know
Just let me know
If you really need me
If you really, really, really need me
Just let me know
Just let me know
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Carmine Appice, Duane Hitchings, Rod Stewart
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