I Can't Shake the Stranger Out of You

I see you stepping high with your tight blue jeans on
 Strutting like a button down paragon
 I reckon you're looking for some necking, yes I do
 Climb right on up into my manger
 But let me warn you 'bout one small danger, babe
 I Can't Shake the Stranger Out of You
 I see you prancing and preening as smooth as you can
 You're hotter than the popcorn dancing in the pan
 Out to capture a chunk of rapture with someone new
 Well, I can hit the sack like an aristocrat
 If you're looking for a trick in a box of crackerjacks
 But I Can't Shake the Stranger Out of You
 You're a romping bronco, I must admit
 Stomping while your lips are chomping at the bit
 Sure I'll kiss you, but who's gonna miss you
 When you're chasing midnight's through
 Be glad to be your one shot pleasure
 Even leave you grieving at your leisure, babe
 But I Can't Shake the Stranger Out of You