Dancing on the speakers
Are you peaking with the tweakers
The bigots and the breeders on the scene
The night don’t last forever
So get your shit together
Open arms are never what they seem
Oh oh oh…
I don’t need a doctor
Just a simple love concocter
To slide to my side so civilly
No time a commitment
When I receive your shipment
Oh I need express delivery
Any which way
Any which way
You better take me, any which way you can
Any which way
Any which way
You better take me, any which way you can
Don’t need reservations
No identification
To give me your relations
Sting me like a bee
I want you to funk me
Your battleship has sunk me
You dip me and you dunk me
Set my body free
Any which way
Any which way
You better take me, any which way you can
Any which way
Any which way
You better take me, any which way you can
You know baby, when I was taking my pantihose out of their egg this evening
I thought: I’m going to find that man with the right shade of bottle tan
A man that smells like Cocoa butter and cash
Take my anyway you like it; in front of the fireplace, in front of your yacht
in front of my parents, I don’t give a damn baby, just take me
Any which way, any which way, any which way you can
Any which way, any which way you can
Any which way, any which way, any which way you can
Any which way, any which way you can
Any which way
Any which way
You better take me, any which way you can
Any which way
Any which way
You better take me, any which way you can
Any which way
Any which way
You better take me, any which way you can
Any which way
Any which way
You better take me, any which way you can
