Geri Halliwell — Bag It Up lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Bag It Up" by Geri Halliwell.
Lyrics
I Like Chocolate And Controversy; He Likes Fridays And Bad Company
I Like Midnight, That’s When I’m In The Mood; He Likes The Morning,
That’s When He’s Rude
All We Need Is A Little Respect, 'Cause Men Are From Venus And Girls Are From
Mars
Bag It Up, Don’t Drop The Baby
Boot Him Up, No Buts Or Maybe
Wind Him Up, And Make Him Crazy; Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah
Take Him Back, Don’t Drop The Baby
Spin Him Out, No Buts Or Maybe
Do Your Thing, Come On Lady; Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah Lady… *
I Don’t Take Sugar On My Colour TV; Yet He Likes It Loaded With Eye Candy
I Need Some Space, And He Needs A Room; But Then He Keeps Me Waiting A Little
Too Soon
Treat Him Like A Lady, Treat Him Like A Lady
Tease Him, Please Me, Chase Me, Yeah…
Treat Him Like A Lady, Treat Him Like A Lady
Treat Him Like A Lady (Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah)
Treat Him Like A Lady, Treat Him Like A Lady
Treat Him Like A Lady (Woah, Woah, Woah, Woah)
You Know What To Do Now! You’re In Control!
Who’s Wearing The Trousers Now!
Treat Him Like A Lady, Spin Him Out! Make Him Crazy!
Take Him Back And Spin Him Out…