Gloria

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah, right [Verse 1] Did you hear about my baby? She come around She come round here, her head to the ground Come round here just about midnight Make me feel so good, make me feel all right Come round here just about midnight She make me feel so good, make me feel all right [Verse 2] She come 'round my street, now She come to my house and Knock upon my door Climbing up my stairs, one, two, three, a-pop takka-te Come on up, baby Mmm, here she is in my room, oh, boy! Won't you step inside? Won't you take a little ride? All right, okay, yeah, yeah, hey, hey, what up, all right [Verse 3] Hey, what's your name? How old are you? Where'd you go to school? Uh-huh, yeah? Uh-huh, yeah Oh, oh, yeah, oh, yeah Oh, huh, mmm [Verse 4] Well, now that we know each other a little bit better Why don't you come over here? Make me feel all right! [Chorus] Gloria, Gloria Gloria, Gloria Gloria, Gloria All night, all day Alright, okay, yay! [Instrumental Break] [Verse 5] You were my queen, and I was your fool Riding home after school You took me home To your house Your father's at work Your mama's out shopping around Check me into your room Show me your thing Why'd you do it, baby? Why'd you show me your thing? [Bridge] Oh, no, too much Oh... can't stop now, we can't back out, alright Ah! Softer, softer, soft... Yeah, slow it down, I gotta feel it down Alright, okay, alright, hey, hey, whoah-oh Getting softer, slow it down Softer, get it down [Verse 5] Now you show me your thing Now why don't you wrap your lips around my cock, baby (Whoa! Suck it! Taste it!) Wrap your legs around my neck (Eat it!) Wrap your arms around my feet (Lick it!), yeah Wrap your hair around my skin, yeah I'm gonna eat you, honey (Come on) I'm gonna eat you, baby, yeah I'm gonna hurl, right, okay, yeah [Bridge] It's getting harder (You're getting harder) Getting faster, too, yeah (Getting longer) It's getting too darn fast You gotta wiggle around, too much (Work it!) It's getting harder It's gonna rip you in two, honey (Woo!) All right! Come on, love, now, let's get it on, woo Too late, too late, too late, too late, too late, too late Can't stop, ow! Make me feel all right, babe! [Chorus] ...L-O-R-I-A G-L-O-R-I-A All right, okay, alright, okay! Gloria, Gloria, Gloria Oh, yeah (Gloria) Alright (Gloria) Keep the whole thing going, babe, oh, yeah! (Gloria) Alright Aah! Oh! [Mouth-Induced Farting Sound]
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Credits
- Writers
- Van Morrison
- Jim Morrison