Sexy Vending Machine

Ooo girl I see you standing there Against the wall of the hallway Just off the lobby Of the hotel where I’m staying on my business trip You’re tempting me with so many options Good thing I’ve got this whole roll of quarters That I keep with me for those occasions When I need to do laundry on the road I plunk coins into your slot One at a time Clink, clank, ca-chink I think five or six oughta do it What’s that? Two-seventy-five for a soda? You drive a hard bargain But then you’re so enticing How can I refuse the way you tell me how to pay Then ask me to make a selection I run my fingers over your face I know which buttons to press Some people might worry about a shaken drink But you don’t need that fancy automated delivery system for me I just want to watch you drop that can So I can retrieve it from below with my hand Oh, you got the love I need You're my sexy vending machine