Take You To The Limit - Y&T

Credit card in her black pursette

Gold and diamonds — only the best

With a quarter time walk — make you bite your lip

Melts me with the rhythm — that’s tragically hip

I loved the way she moves the room

And caught the breath of her perfume

It whispers «I'll be there soon»

To make you, take you

Take you to the limit

Going over the top

And take you to the limit

Ain’t never gonna stop (no)

Says her sugar-daddy's not at home

She took me there so we could be alone

My thoughts were racing with a burning desire

My blood was boiling and my heart was on fire

Her eyes smiled, as she touched my hand

It was a language I could understand

And when she whispered: «by the baby grand

Take me, make me…»

Take me to the limit

Going over the top

You can take me to the limit

Ain’t never gonna stop

Never gonna stop

Oh baby…

Don’t you ever stop

Oh, honey

You take me to the top

Oh, you got me anytime you want me, baby

I loved the way she moves the room

And caught the breath of her perfume

It still whispers «I'll be there soon»

To make you, take you

Take you to the limit

Going over the top

You can take me to the limit

Never, never gonna stop

You can take me to the limit

Going over the top