(clarke)   Standing on a corner   Nothing on my mind   When walked past a woman   She looked my kind      I said a hey there woman   What you got to do   She took one look at me and said baby   I'd like to be with you      Hold on      Wait a minute woman   I ain't the kind to phase   And I ain't that kind of woman, baby   So she says      She led me to a dwellin'   Just along the street   The best part of town baby   We gotta be discreet      Hold on (hold on)      Break      Got to the apartment   Number six sixteen   My, what a place it was   Best I've ever seen      She headed to the bedroom   Came upon the door   Wait a minute, darling   While I slip into something cool      I was getting excited   One thing on mind   When she rushed out of the bedroom   Said you'd better hide      She slowed me my movements   He caught me by the door   What was left on me, baby   Was landing on the floor      Hold on