I called you on a saturday that’s one womanto every man sprouting like the tree of lifeall over the land each woman looks so finewish they were mine stroting aroundwith they’re heads up high trying to catch the fellaseyes feels like flowers bloomingin the spring makes my heart wanna singSweet tenderoni imagine thatI’ll never be lonely sweet tenderoni girl ifI could own you I’ve got my eye on youCan’t wait to get off work to see those girlsin those sexy skirts some those tight blue jeansfitting them to a T oh how they tantalizeevery shape and size sometimesI have to close my eyes when they walk by watching girls is allI like to do, they wouldn’t do the things they doif they weren’t watching tooSweet tenderoni imaginge thatI’ll never be lonely sweet tenderoni girl ifI could own you I’ve got my eye on youWatching girls is all I like to do they wouldn’tdo the things they do if they weren’t looking tooSweet tenderoni imagine that you’llnever be lonely sweet tenderoni girl if I could own youI’ve got my eye I’ve got my eye on youStop the teasing show the pleasing sweet tenderonistop the teasing start pleasing sweet tenderonilove you only sweet tenderoni don’t wanna be lonelysweet tenderoni never be lonely