I Can't Shake the Stranger Out of You

I see you stepping high with your tight blue jeans on Strutting like a button down paragon I reckon you're looking for some necking, yes I do Climb right on up into my manger But let me warn you 'bout one small danger, babe I Can't Shake the Stranger Out of You I see you prancing and preening as smooth as you can You're hotter than the popcorn dancing in the pan Out to capture a chunk of rapture with someone new Well, I can hit the sack like an aristocrat If you're looking for a trick in a box of crackerjacks But I Can't Shake the Stranger Out of You You're a romping bronco, I must admit Stomping while your lips are chomping at the bit Sure I'll kiss you, but who's gonna miss you When you're chasing midnight's through Be glad to be your one shot pleasure Even leave you grieving at your leisure, babe But I Can't Shake the Stranger Out of You