You Know What to Do

The night is filled with pretty girls

Dancing shoes and flying hair

Not one of them would refuse

To follow you up the stairs

You could have your pick of them

Why decide to pick on me?

You promised me you'd stay away

You promised me you'd set me free

Pounding of my heart

Trembling of my hands

Some things I'll just never understand

You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do

Do, you know what to do

The night is filled with shooting stars

I watch them fall, 'cause I can't sleep

I pray that you won't call at all

I'm still awake at ten to three

I hear your motorcycle roar

You pull up short outside my door

I don't know how I got outside

I don't know why I'm on this ride

We m**e like a house on fire

We m**e like dogs gone mad

Some things I'll just never understand

'Cause you know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do

Do, you know what to do

Yes, you do

You know what to do

Oh baby, oh yeah

You know what to do

Pounding of my heart

Trembling of my hands

Some things I'll just never understand

'Cause you know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know how to do it to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me

You know what to do to me

You know what it does to me