Demo produced by Chip Hardy;
Sung by Marcia Ramirez
Walking from their bedroom, high heels and black lace,
Lipstick like a bloodstain painted on her face.
Grinding to the boom box, she sees that special smile.
She hasn't seen that look from him in quite a while.
As her hips begin to shake and her body starts to sway,
His eyes pop, his mouth drops, and then he hears her say;
Chorus:
You know you want SOME OF THIS,
You know you like what you see,
You know you want SOME OF THIS,
But you can't get it for free.
You've gotta play nice,
And pay the price,
For this full blown fantasy.
'Cause if you want SOME OF THIS,
Give all your loving to me.
He begins to tremble, heart pounds and starts to race,
Hypnotized and mesmerized, frozen in his place.
He can't believe his eyes as she struts her stuff in style.
She hasn't made him feel like this in quite awhile.
As her hips begin to shake and her body starts to sway,
His eyes pop, his mouth drops, and then he hears her say;
Repeat Chorus
She shook him out of his easy chair,
Took his remote, let down her hair.
Things are changing starting today,
He'll be ready for lovin' every time he hears her say;
Repeat Chorus
