RocknPop 60's 70's 80's Video and Lyrics

We-hell-I see them every night in tight blue jeans-- In the pages of a blue boy magazine Hey I've been thinking of a new sensation I'm picking up--good vibration-- Oop--she bop-- Do I wanna go out with a lion's roar Huh, yea, I wanna go south n get me some more Hey, they say that a stitch in time saves nine They say I better stop--or I'll go blind Oop--she bop--she bop She bop--he bop--a--we bop I bop--you bop--a--they bop Be bop--be bop--a--lu--bop, I hope He will understand She bop--he bop--a--we bop I bop--you bop--a--they bop Be bop--be bop--a--lu--she bop, Oo--oo--she--do--she bop--she bop (whistle along here)... Hey, hey--they say I better get a chaperone Because I can't stop messin' with the danger zone No, I won't worry, and I won't fret-- Ain't no law against it yet-- Oop--she bop--she bop-- She bop--he bop--we bop...

Your cruel device Your blood like ice One look could kill My pain, your thrill I want to love you, but I better not touch (Don't touch) I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much) I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison You're poison runnin'thru my veins You're poison, I don't want to break these chains Your mouth, so hot Your web, I'm caught Your skin, so wet Black lace on sweat I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins) I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in) I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison You're poison runnin'thru my veins You're poison, I don't want to break these chains Poison One look could kill My pain, your thrill I want to love you, but I better not touch (Don't touch) I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop I want to kiss you

No New Year's Day to celebrate No chocolate covered candy hearts to give away No first of spring No song to sing In fact here's just another ordinary day No April rain No flowers bloom No wedding Saturday within the month of June But what it is, is something true Made up of these three words that I must say to you I just called to say I love you I just called to say how much I care I just called to say I love you And I mean it from the bottom of my heart No summer's high No warm July No harvest moon to light one tender August night No autumn breeze No falling leaves Not even time for birds to fly to southern skies No Libra sun No Halloween No giving thanks to all the Christmas joy you bring But what it is, though old so new To fill your heart like no three words could ever do I just called to say I love you I just called to say how much I care, I do I just called to say I love you And I mean it from the bottom of my heart I just cal