(Ohhh.... I say)(How about a little kiss?)(Ohhh.... don't be unkind!)She said There's something in the woodshedand I can hear it breathingit's such an eerie feeling, darlingHe said There's nothing in the woodshedIt's your imaginationend o f conversation, darlingSomething in his heart told him to come cleanHe was not who he claimed to beSomething in his genes to ld him to pretend'Twas something for the weekend(Oh come on! You know you want to!)(Whooooooooooooooo!)But she said There's something in the woodshedI know because I saw itI can't simply ignore it, darlingSo he said Now baby don't be stupidGet th is into your sweet headThere ain't nothing in the woodshed (except maybe some wood)Something in his heart told him to come cl eanHe was not who he claimed to beSomething in his jeans told him to pretend'Twas something for the weekendI'll go all the way with youif you'll only do the same for me - go and seeIf it's nothing like you saythen you can have your wicked way with me(Whooooooooooooooo!)He went down to the woodshedThey came down hard on his headGagged and bound and left for deadWhen h e woke she was gone with his car and all of his money