I. C. Love Affair

Sweet little Ching she's looking for me Sweet little Ching she's looking for me (ah ahn) (Ooh) Seventy seven (Ooh) She gave me heaven Secret police is looking for me A latin lover from Italy (Ooh) Seventy seven (Ooh) She gave me heaven (Ooh) Seventy seven (Ooh) She gave me heaven Sweet little Ching she's looking for me A latin lover from Italy (Ooh) Seventy seven (Ooh) She gave me heaven Then sound came to the silent kind Better for you, my Chinese guide When I met Ching In a Canton square She was playing with some friends The electric guitar I said electric guitar Ching sang a song That broke my soul Chinese kind Of rock n' roll She played something beautiful But she played something sweet It was impossible for me Not to move my feet So I said to little Ching Touch my skin Calm calm baby You know what you mean You'd never suppose that that electric Fender Was a crime against their nation now Little Ching she laid some jazz From a long, a long, a long game 1, 2, 3, 4 little Ching She played something beautiful She played something sweet It was impossible for me Not to move my feet Yeah! Impossible for me not to move my feet Ching sang a song that broke my soul The Chinese kind Of rock n' roll 1, 2, 3, 4 sweet little Ching Moan and move Sweet little Ching Then sound came to the silent kind Better for you, to my Chinese guide (Ooh) Seventy seven (Ooh) She gave me heaven (Ooh) Seventy seven (Ooh) She gave me heaven (Ooh) Seventy seven (Ooh) She gave me heaven (Ooh) Seventy seven (Ooh) She gave me heaven (Ooh) Seventy seven (Ooh) She gave me heaven (Ooh) Seventy seven (Ooh) She gave me heaven (Ooh) Seventy seven