Platters - Smoke Gets In Your Eyes lyrics

[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]

I won't take a bitch to my house

Don't have to see where I'm livin', uh-uh, that's out!

If you want to splak, I know you're down like that

We can go to this place by the railroad track

It has a room with a view, just right for two

Equipped with the accessories to get you in the mood

Like bottles of champagne with gold-trim glasses

A king-size waterbed to lay your ass in

A video screen, of you and me

So don't be camera-shy; I won't let nobody see

You can lounge around in your silky nightgown

Just take off your bra and pull your panties down

'Cause I'll seduce you, whore, bust down your back door

You dog-ass bitch, get down on all fours

'Cause this is the place for head, booty and cock

You know what it's called, the Fuck Shop!

[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]

Now bitches and sluts, I'm down with 'em

And there's a place where I get with 'em

It has a water bed 'cause the place is phat

A lion-skin rug to lay the bitch on her back

With mirrors on the ceiling and on the walls

Mirrors on the floor so I can see it all

No need for hide-and-seek, so drop them draws

And raise that ass so I'll splak it all!

So bend your ass over, I'll get it from the back

Dick ya ass down, make the pussy go smack

And with every stroke, bitch, start to yell

Ain't nothing can save you but a truth in the smell

It's a freaky place, and an all-out blast,

'Cause when you're done, you'll wash your ass

So if you're down, we'll hit the spot

You know what it's called, the Splak Shop!

[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]

The Fuck Shop, the ideal place to meet

When you're cheatin' on your wife with an undercover freak

It's better than any hotel room

Just right for a secret rendezvous

So when you're on a mission, one late night

And you're looking for a spot where the price is right

You can come on in for an hour or two

But just make sure you bring a rubber with you!

[Fresh Kid Ice]

When you're with a hoe and you wanna get freaky

This is the spot when you're low on money

Pick her ass up when it's after dawn,

Jump in the ride, head to the park

No need for candle lights, panel doors will do

In case you wanna play a little peek-a-boo

So if you got a trick, head to the spot

You know what it's called, the Splak Shop!