A Subtle Hint Songtext
von The Right Ons

Locked up in Cheeta′s, skipping our names
A subtle hint to get some action right away
Show me where to go, what are we waiting for? You spill your spirit all over my pants
We're getting off to a fine start,
Now tell me where to go, what are we heading for?

Sweaty-funk perfume, shorts down to your knees
Heels and fishnets, tonges and fingers doused with champagne
Some scattered thinking flashes in my mind
I didn′t get your name, how'd it get this far?
Tell me where to go, what are we heading for?
What are we heading for?