You act a pansy, pushover
   Do live your fancy, go lower
   Who is that, someone says your name
   You seem chancy, moreover
   The call is mine
  
   I'm gonna get you up
   I'm gonna get on top
   The call is mine
  
   On the skew, you're dancing all over
   You are the anti-fashion statement
   In your blue suit, an orange pullover
   You look my like old dog Rover
  
   I'm gonna get you up
   I'm gonna get on top
   The call is mine