Magic Fingers (Rehearsal, 10/21/1973)

Ooh, the way you love me, baby
I get so hard now I could die
Ooh, the way you love me, sugar
I get so hard now I could die

Open up your pocketbook
Get another quarter out
Drop it in the meter, mama
Try me on for size

Open up your pocketbook
Get another quarter out
Drop it in the meter, mama
Try me on for size

Ooh, the way you squeeze me, baby
Red balloons just pop behind my eyes
Ooh, the way you squeeze me, girl
Oh, red balloons just pop behind my eyes

Open up your pocketbook
Get another quarter out
Drop it in the meter, mama
Try me on for size

Open up your pocketbook
Get another quarter out
Drop it in the meter, mama
Try me on for size

Do you really wanna please me?
(You know I do)
Yeah, tell me why you do it
Well, I really wanna know

(Well, it wouldn't be right)
(For me to tell you tonight)
You better tell me right away
Or I will dress up and go

(Oh, don't get mad it ain't no big thing)
You better tell me right away
Don't treat me cold
Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it

Well, funny you should mention it
But there are a lot of reasons why I would drag a girl such as yourself
Back to this plastic hotel room
And rip you off for spare change to run a vibrating machine
Attached to this bulk purchase, queen size, kapok infested
Do not remove tag under penalty of law type bed
And make you take off all of your little clothes
Until you were virtually stark raving nude
And make you assume a series of marginally erotic poses

Involving a plastic chair and an old guitar strap
While I did a wee-wee in your hair
And beat you with a pair of tennis shoes
I got from Jeff Beck and it goes something like this

Soundly about the tits and buttocks
Also in the cookie with a cold, wet face towel
Twirled and compact
To make it go snappy when I pop it up you
All the time recording your whimpers and grunts on my Sony cassette machine
So all the guys in the band can get off on the bus tomorrow

Soundly about the tits and buttocks
Also in the cookie with a cold, wet face towel
Twirled and compact
To go snappy when I pop it up you
All the time recording your whimpers and grunts
On my Sony cassette machine
So all the other guys in the band can get off in the bus tomorrow