Lyrics:

Peach real nice
Can I have a slice
That chick's neat that chick's real neat
Jones for your bones
Preach for the heat

Platform shoes and mini skirts
Dressed to kill with looks to hurt
Yeah that chick's neat that chick's real neat
Louise brooks bob
Rouge red lipstick
Beauty spot
She's got what it takes
To pull off without a trace
A sauntry sly chic to turn the other cheek
A glint and a gly and a glad in the eye
Superfly
That chick's neat that chick's neat
Jones for your bones preach for the heat
It was a strange sorta brassek night
Cold she was stood beneath a street light
As I paused to pout on a cigarette
That chick real flip hep tip
Yeah she puts me in a daze
She says there's a whip in her valise
That chick's neat that chick's real neat
Jones for your bones
Preach for the heat
They get off on you when you do what you do
And your eyes are blue and they look straight through
When you do what you do to me
So come and see
Just wait and see
Some say sweet dreams and flying machines
Some say sweet dreams or do they say
The other way
For me and you
It's plain to see
You know it's true
That chic's neat that chic's real neat
Jones for your bones
Preach for the heat
Cheap chic and jip hip
She's on a tip she's hip to the trip
She makes you wanna flip like a boom space ship
And fly away to the castles in the sky
And sip spice melange from the golden bong
Don't get me wrong
I'm on the chaiselounge i'm on the chaiselounge
i'm on the chaiselounge i'm on the chaiselounge
That chick's neat that chick's real neat
Jones for your bones preach for the heat