Lyrics:

Ah yeah

Lookin' for love in the back of a taxi
Got lucky in a cheap hotel
Hot pants, mm.. nasty.
Don't bother knockin' 'cause you know damn well.

This blind date is cash and carry
Dead ringer for the big first prize
Chance meeting in the roaring eighties
And you ain't going home tonight

So shake it slowly
And do that bump and grind

Well, I can tell you a few reservations
More value, bang for the buck
I may be wrong but I think she kinda likes ya.
Think quick or you're out of luck.

This blind date is cash and carry
We have a winner for the big first prize
Chance meeting in the roaring eighties
And you ain't going nowhere tonight

Shake it slowly
And do that bump and grind, woah
Rotate slowly
Make it bump and grind, woah yeah, huh

Ooh, I feel romantic
Oh, I wanna let you know
Have you ever really studied dancing
Or do you make it up as you go?

Wow, shake it slowly
Do that bump and grind, woah
Move it slowly
And make it bump and grind

Wow, bump it