I was dancing all alone
I was dancing with a stranger
You could feel him on the mood (mood, mood)
You could feel a little danger
Wash him off, get a cloth
Grab a Kleenex from the box
Take a look, Scooby-Doo
Is this imitation?
I'll talk, later
You better, be-be-better
Be-be-be-be-be-be-better
Talk dark, stranger
You better, be-be-better
Be-be-be-be-be-be-better
So he took me to his home
It was really kinda stinking
He had oil on the walls
And a pair of nasty knickers
Wash him off, get a cloth
Grab a Kleenex from the box
Take a look, Scooby-Doo
Is this imitation?
I'll talk, later
You better, be-be-better
Be-be-be-be-be-be-better
Talk dark, stranger
You better, be-be-better
Be-be-be-be-be-be-better
Talk dark, stranger
You better, be-be-better
Be-be-be-be-be-be-better
Wash him off, get a cloth
Grab a Kleenex from the box
Take a look, Scooby-Doo
Is this imitation?
I'll talk, later
You better, be-be-better
Be-be-be-be-be-be-better
I'll talk, later
You better, be-be-better
Be-be-be-be-be-be-better
