Gloria Yeah, right Did you hear about my baby? She come around She come round here, the head to the ground Come round here just about midnight, She makes me feel so good, make me feel all right She come round my street, now She come to my house and Knock upon my door Climbing up my stairs, one, two, come on baby Here she is in my room, oh boy Hey what’s your name? How old are you? Where’d you go to school? Un huh, yeah, oh yeah (impro) Well, now that we know each other a little bit better, Why don’t you come over here Make me feel all right! Gloria, gloria Gloria, gloria You were my queen and I was your fool Riding home after school You took me home, to your house Your father’s at work, Your mama’s out shopping around Check me into your room Show me your thing Why’d you do it baby? . . . Getting softer, slow it down Softer, get it down Now you show me your thing Wrap your legs around my neck, Wrap your arms around my feet, yeah Wrap your hair around my skin I’m gonna huh, right, ok, yeah It’s getting harder it’s getting too darn fast It’s getting harder All right! Come on, now, let’s get it on Too late, too late, too late, Too late, too late, too late, Can’t stop, wow! Make me feel all right! Gloria, gloria Gloria, gloria Keep the whole thing going, baby, all right