Strictly Business Songtext

She's crunchin' numbers on her IBM
Chewin' on the end of her ball-point pen
Those naughty thoughts are always on her mind
I don't know how I'm gonna draw the line

With all those late nights working
When everyone's gone home
I see the dim lights closing in
Business mixed with pleasure takes its toll

Oh, I know you can't resist this
But girl, you surely know
That this is strictly business
So don't let it get personal
Oh, I know you can't resist this, baby
But girl, you surely know
That this is strictly business
So don't let it get personal

She's got my number in her Rolodеx
Now she's givin' notes with my recеptionist
I swear I can't get that girl off my mind
I don't know how I'm gonna draw the line

With all those late nights working
When everyone's gone home
I see the dim lights closing in
Business mixed with pleasure takes its toll

Oh, I know you can't resist this
But girl, you surely know
That this is strictly business
So don't let it get personal
Oh, I know you can't resist this, baby
But girl, you surely know
That this is strictly business
So don't let it get personal

Thigh-high, low-cut
Pinstriped, polka dot
High-priced, deadlines
Late night, overtime
On the ground, in the city
C'mon, girl, let's get busy
Yeah, I have a thing for you
But we got a lot of work to do

Oh, I know you can't resist this
But girl, you surely know
That this is strictly business
So don't let it get personal
Oh-oh-oh, I know you can't resist this, baby
But girl, you surely know
That this is strictly business
So don't let it get personal

Strictly, strictly business, baby
Strictly, strictly business
So don't let it get personal
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