Spit - Live

Got no manners
And I'm not too clean
But I know what I like
If you know what I mean
What'll people say?
Well, Mister can't you see
It don't mean spit to me

Aaa ooo
Hot damn and Lord above
Wanna lotta woman
With a lotta love
Well, thin is in
But it's plain to see
It don't mean spit to me

Hey baby
Hey baby

I need
Big hips, sweet lips
Make a man outta me
The bigger the cushion
The better the pushin'
(Most definitely)

(I need a whole lotta woman)
Aaa ooo, to keep me satisfied
(I need a whole lotta woman)
Ba-ba-baby, for ride after ride after ride
(I need a whole lotta woman)
Yeah, 'cause what you are is what you eat
And I need somethin' sweet
(I need somethin' sweet)

Just lock the windows
Close a doors
Then she gets down on all fours
Let the neighbors talk
But can't you see?
It don't mean spit to me

No
Aaa ooo
Ohh yea
Taa raa taa, taa taa taa raa ruu
Taa raa taa, taa raa ruu

Aaa ooo
(I need a whole lotta woman)
Yes I do, to keep me satisfied
(I need a whole lotta woman)
Yea yea yea yea yea, for ride after ride after ride
(I need a whole lotta woman)
Aaa ooo, I'm tellin' you, 'cause what you are is what you eat
Yes, I need somethin' sweet
(I want somethin')

(I need a whole lotta woman)
Yeah, 'cause meatless girls don't satisfy me
(I need a whole lotta woman)
Mama Mama, for ride after ride after ride
(I need a whole lotta woman)
Yeah, that's right, what you are is who you eat
(I need a whole lotta woman)
And I need something

(I need a whole lotta woman)
Aaa ooo, I need a whole lotta woman
(I need a whole lotta woman)
Take it, Bruce
(I need a whole lotta woman)
Woh ooo woh ooo woh ooo woh
(I need a whole lotta woman)



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Stanley, Gene Simmons, Scott Van Zen
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