Come on, girlfriend,
Spill, spill, spill, spill, spill!
Now go on,
Please go on.
Did Clinton let you say hi to Little Bill?
LEWINSKY: His lips and mine locked in a kiss fantastic,
His hands roved freely 'neath my blouse,
I reached into the presidential trousers,
And he got a phone call from a member of the House.
So I went on,