Remember when somebody tried to tell you how to walk
And now they got the balls to tell us how we should talk
Oh no, glove love ain't cool, I must agree
So get outta my face, you ain't got nothin' on me

Some say they do, some say they don't, I take it in stride
And I can never get enough if I don't got to swallow my pride
I heard it all before and then she told me, gimme some slack
Then she smiled at me and gave me the shirt right off her back
(And that's when I took advantage of the situation)

Don't stop
Rockin' your socks off
Don't stop
Knockin' their blocks off
Don't stop
Gettin' your rocks off
Don't stop
Takin' a hit, boy
Don't stop
Shakin' your fist, boy
Don't stop
I ain't got much to lose
I'm feelin' so confused

There's such a small thin line between pleasure and pain
And when you say don't, then it's don't stop, I got to complain
(Yeah) I think I may be gettin' real tired of all the steam
Because it's hard to get the way you move out of my dreams
(Got to get it while you can)

Whenever you're in doubt, you got to whip it out
When you keep hearin' no and your body says yes
But you can't hear a word that's been said
But you gotta confess lookin' up her address
Got you thinkin' with your other head

Writer : TYLER, STEVEN/PERRY, JOE/VALLANCE, JIM
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group