Lyrics:

Riding the night, riding the night

Ain't it cool?

Rolling it high, rolling it high

Ain't it cool?

She's looking hot, she's looking hot

In the breeze

Flashing those eyes, strutting her stuff

Givenchy



Baby wants to ride tonight



[Chorus:]

Well, you sure got the look

That the good times come for free

Baby I'm not expensive

But tonight you're taking me You sure got the look

When you're riding next to me

Dynamite, dynamite

You sure got the look

Got to keep you on my hook

Pussycat eyes, I'm digging you

Girl, you got the look

Riding the night

You know that she's dynamite, come on

Dynamite, dynamite



Don't stop caressing me

'Cos it's ecstasy

And I wanna be



Riding the night, riding the night

Ain't it cool?

Riding the night, riding the night

She's no fool

(Turn the lights off)

Rolling it high, rolling it high

That's her thing

Riding the night, she's cold as ice

Watch the sting



[Chorus]



You know, baby

You've got that dynamite

Baby

(In the Givenchy, five seventy five, in the Givenchy)

I want your dynamite

Baby

You've got that dynamite

Baby

I want your dynamite



[Chorus]



All this dynamite love

Dynamite love, dynamite

Under the moon as we slip through the city streets

Dynamite love, dynamite love

You and me can believe in this happiness

Dynamite love, dynamite love



[Repeat with ad-libs to end]