Lyrics:

Baby!
When we go out, I got clout
'Cause I'm your number-one body-rocker
Fellas? (Yeah!)
She'll make you scream, your insides shout
But let me tell you what it's all about

She's mine, all mine
I'm her number-one body-rocker all of the time
She's mine, all mine
You better find a brand new bag, 'cause these is my drawers
Slap me!
Uh, my drawers
Yeah, hmm

Baby!
I'm so ashamed, 'cause I'm all aflame
I mean, you've got my body hot
Fellas? (Yeah!)
She's so fast, you'd never last
You couldn't deal with the funk she's got

She's mine, all mine
I'm her number-one body-rocker all of the time
She's mine, all mine
You better find a brand new bag, 'cause these is my drawers

Oh, baby, this is your number one
Yes, I know you're young
But we could have so much fun
Jesse, if you can play guitar, I'll warm up the car
And me and this girl can see the sun rise

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Whose drawers? (My drawers!)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Whose drawers? (My drawers!)
You're mine, all mine
I'm her number-one body-rocker all of the time

Whose drawers? (Your drawers!)
Whose drawers? (Your drawers!)
Whose drawers? (Your drawers!)
Whose drawers? (Your drawers!)
(Whose drawers?) My drawers, uh!
Whose drawers? (Your drawers!)

She's mine, all mine
I'm her number-one body rocker all of the time
Whose drawers? (Your drawers!)
She's mine, all mine
You better find a brand new bag 'cause these is my drawers
Take it home
Hey, hey, hey, hey...