Music & Lyrics by Pete "Boxta" Martin / Tina Harris / Steve Lee       I'm not as innocent as I seem    Focus on me baby let the phone ring    I don't wanna speak, I just wanna see    What you're writing with your sweat on my skin    Baby what you're doing down there?    Come on, bring your dirty mind upstairs    And if the tap drips let it overflow into a river    Running straight down the middle of the street       I'm gonna make you feel good    Get with the freaky mood I'm in    Baby you don't have to do a thing    I'm gonna make you feel good    Spinning around inside your brain    Like a sexy kind of hurricane       I ooo I ooo, I'm gonna make you feel good    I ooo I ooo, I'm gonna make you feel good       I don't wanna go to work today    Call in stay at home and concentrate on me    The only kind of stress is should we both undress    And deciding in which room we're gonna play    Now you're ready for senses overload    And all our clothes lay scattered on the floor    Something's gotta give but no one's gonna leave    Cause your body is just about to explode       I'm gonna make you feel good    Get with the freaky mood I'm in    Baby you don't have to do a thing    I'm gonna make you feel good    Spinning around inside your brain    Like a sexy kind of hurricane       I'm the love that you get high on    I wrote a script with you in mind    Pull the shades let's do it with the lights on    Show me what you've got tonight       I ooo I ooo, I'm gonna make you feel good    I ooo I ooo, I'm gonna make you feel good       Chorus