Songtext von Hoochie Coochie

Whose arms do you go into? Whose arms do you go into? Whose arms? What time are you hanging around? Your face is all over the place Good grief, by the skin and your teeth You should've looked a little hotter last week Trust you to be tripping out Trust you to be tripping out Trust you, trust you, trust you Hoochie coochie Hoochie coochie What game are you playing now? What game are you playing now? What game? Whose car are you riding in? I doubt you'll even gonna begin to feel Hot damn, going off for the race Click clock and then you got him in back so good Trust you to be tripping out Trust you to be tripping out Trust you, trust you, trust you Hoochie coochie Hoochie coochie You look like a picasso Black lashes, drinking like it's water Kinda like it when you're dancing Come on, baby, when are you gonna call it a night? Hoochie coochie Hoochie coochie