Tekster: Quiet Riot. The Pump.

Get ready
Hah!

We got blind compassion
Don't need discussion
Think you know just what I mean
Nowhere's a smokin'
While the rules are broken
Had to be seen to be believed
As a preacher of lust
You gotta do what you must
Practice what you preach
If you got an invitation
We'll change the location
Gotta have room to breathe

I want love, huh!
Whole lotta love, tons!
Give me love
Our love

Well let's pump her, pump her
Strike it rich what you're dreamin' of
(The Pump)
Let's pump her, pump her
(Damn)
We're gonna hunt for gold
Gonna dig for love

The more I get
The more I want
Love mushes out my brain
She's gotta move real slow
High and low
The girl's gonna drive me insane
She's got a real cool cat
That know where it's at
Has to be the ultimate find
Have you heard the score
Ready for more
I knew that the pump was the prize

I want love
Give your love
Wow!
Love
Ooh
Love

Well let's pump her, pump her
Strike it rich what you're dreamin' of
Let's pump her, pump her
(It's the way you find)
We're gonna hunt for gold
Gonna dig for love

Oh get down
Ooh! Ooh! Ow!
C'mon
Oh
Push it baby
Give it to me
Oh yeah!

I want love
All your love
Whole lotta love
Cheap chime for love

Well let's pump her, pump her
(You know what I'm saying baby)
Strike it rich what you're dreamin' of
(C'mon give it to me)
Let's pump her, pump her
We're gonna hunt for gold
Gonna dig for love

One more

Get down
Ha!
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!
Push it, push it, push it, push it
Oh! Oh! Oh!
C'mon
Ooh
Ha