I just can't stop the feeling
So if I hurt your feelings
I just can't stop the feeling
And now they're here to stay
So if I hurt your feelings
(Don't take it the wrong way)
Oh la la la la, la la la la la
Oh la la la la, la la la frisky
Oh la la la la, la la la la la
Oh la la la la, la la la frisky
With no ring around her finger
Her dress from all saints
But I think I've found a sinner
I think her pals are with her
Who's your girlfriend downin' liquor
If I tell her I'm a boxer
Would she let me down her knickers
She gon' be waking up my neighbors
Where I'm from if you're famous
You don't go to tinsel town
It cool to take her picture
Girl you better keep your distance
I don't even wanna kiss her
Honey I won't even miss ya
When I'm done with ya eh eh
I just can't stop the feeling
So if I hurt your feelings
(Don't take it the wrong way)
Oh la la la la, la la la la la
Oh la la la la, la la la frisky
Oh la la la la, la la la la la
Oh la la la la, la la la frisky
Would you risk it for a chocolate biscuit?
Would you risk it for a chocolate biscuit?
That's why I call her Trisha
Her hair has been conditioned
Don't worry 'bout her race
She ain't it in no competition
She should be on television
I would be the first to watch
And I would be the first to listen
I would put her in positions
From my staircase to her kitchen
Leave her twitchin', twitchin', twitchin', twitchin'
It cool to take her picture
Girl you better keep your distance
I don't even wanna kiss her
Honey I won't even miss ya
When I'm done with ya eh eh
I just can't stop the feeling
So if I hurt your feelings
(Don't take it the wrong way)
Oh la la la la, la la la la la
Oh la la la la, la la la frisky
Oh la la la la, la la la la la
Oh la la la la, la la la frisky
Oh la la la la, la la la la la
Oh la la la la, la la la frisky
Oh la la la la, la la la la la
Oh la la la la, la la la frisky
Oh la la la la, la la la la la
Oh la la la la, la la la frisky
Oh la la la la, la la la la la
Oh la la la la, la la la frisky
We still got a long way to go
We still got a long way to go
It's one of feeling, yeah
It's one of feeling, yeah
It's one of feeling, yeah
It's one of feeling, yeah, yeah, yeah
With no ring around her finger
Her dress from all saints
But I think I've found a sinner
I think her pals are with her
Who's your girlfriend downin' liquor
If I tell her I'm a boxer
Would she let me down her knickers
She gon' be waking up my neighbors
Where I'm from if you're famous
You don't go to tinsel town