Iggy, baby
Iggy, baby
I like the sound of
you strut strutting in those tight pants
In those tight pants
I like the sound of you
Strut strutting on that big stage
On that big stage
I like the sound of you on that metallic 2ko
Oh, Oh, Oh
Iggy baby
Iggy baby
I like the sound of you
strut strutting on that big stage
On that big stage
I like the sound of you
Strut strutting, strut strutting in those tight pants
I like the sound of you with no shirt at all
I like the sound of you rolling
I like the sound of you rolling in that broken glass, glass, glass
Iggy baby
I like the sound of you rolling, rolling
I like the sound of you rolling
In that broken glass, glass, glass
Iggy baby, baby
I like the taste of your sweat
And then I like the smell of your blood
And I know
I know that, that
Blood is real
I know it's real
I know that's real blood
Iggy baby
Iggy baby
I like the sound of you