Salt n´ Pepa Let's Talk About Sex Lyrics

(Punch it, Hurb
Yo, I don't think we should talk about this
Come on, why not?
People might misunderstand what we're tryin' to say, you know?
No, but that's a part of life)

Come on

[CHORUS]

Let's talk about s__, baby
Let's talk about you and me
Let's talk about all the good things
And the bad things that may be
Let's talk about s__
Let's talk about s__
Let's talk about s__
Let's talk about s__

Let's talk about s__ for now to the people at home or in the crowd
It keeps coming up anyhow
Don't decoy, avoid, or make void the topic
Cuz that ain't gonna stop it
Now we talk about s__ on the radio and video shows
Many will know anything goes
Let's tell it how it is, and how it could be
How it was, and of course, how it should be
Those who think it's dirty have a choice
Pick up the needle, press pause, or turn the radio off
Will that stop us, Pep? I doubt it
All right then, come on, Spin

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Hot to trot, make any man's eyes pop
She use what she got to get whatever she don't got
Fellas drool like fools, but then again they're only human
The chick was a hit because her body was boomin'
Gold, pearls, rubies, crazy diamonds
Nothin' she ever wore was ever common
Her dates heads of state, men of taste
Lawyers, doctors, no one was too great for her to get with
Or even mess with, the Prez she says was next on her list
And believe me, you, it's as good as true
There ain't a man alive that she couldn't get next to
She had it all in the bag so she should have been glad
But she was mad and sad and feelin' bad
Thinkin' about the things that she never had
No love, just s__, followed next with a check and a note
That last night was dope

Let's talk about s__, baby (sing it)
Let's talk about you and me (sing it, sing it)
Let's talk about all the good things
And the bad things that may be
Let's talk about s__ (come on)
Let's talk about s__ (do it)
Let's talk about s__ (uh-huh)
Let's talk about s__

Ladies, all the ladies, louder now, help me out
Come on, all the ladies - let's talk about s__, all right
[repeat]

(Yo, Pep, I don't think they're gonna play this on the radio
And why not? Everybody has s__
I mean, everybody should be makin' love
Come on, how many guys you know make love?)

[CHORUS]

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