Let's Put The X In Sex (Smashes, Thrashes & Hits - 1988)

LET'S PUT THE X IN SEX

(Paul Stanley, Desmond Child)

I got a letter just the other day

She sent a picture, but she didn't sign her name

She wore high heels and a little black lace

I knew her body, but I couldn't see her face

She didn't leave a number, not an address or a clue

But something in that photograph reminded me of you

Baby, let's put the X in sex

Love's like a muscle and you make me wanna flex

Baby, let's put the X in sex

Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye

I got a call in the middle of the night

Heavy breathin' never sounded quite so nice

She said "Oh yeah, I wish that I was there"

I asked who was calling, but she wasn't playing fair

Sometimes you gotta suffer for the pleasure that you seek

You're beggin' for an eyeful but you only get a peek

Baby, let's put the X in sex

Love's like a muscle and you make me wanna flex

Baby, let's put the X in sex

Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye

I heard somebody knockin' so I opened up the door

She wore a hat, shades, and a trench coat

Wasn't wearin' that much more

She said she knew my secrets but I didn't have a clue

Then I saw those black lace panties and I knew that it was you

Baby, let's put the X in sex

Love's like a muscle and you make me wanna flex

Baby, let's put the X in sex

Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye

Let's put the X in sex

Love's like a muscle and you make me wanna flex

Baby, let's put the X in sex

Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye

Let's put the X in sex

Love's like a muscle and you make me wanna flex

Baby, let's put the X in sex

Keep it undercover, baby let me be your private eye

Let's put the X in sex

Love's like a muscle and you make me wanna flex

Baby, let's put the X in sex