Lyrics: Robert Palmer. Riptide. Hyperactive.

She's got a date for lunch in Singapore
Holds stock in I.B.M. and hates Dior
Well she puts her make up on at 6.00 a.m.
She goes to work gets home then puts it on again

And its a mystery
How wild that girl can be
She's got so much energy
She's such an expert at surprising me

She's hyperactive when she starts to dance
She's so attracted to a wild romance
And I'm persuaded by her argument
She's hyperactive

She's hyperactive when she starts to dance
She never missed a beat or missed a chance
And I'm persuaded by her argument
She's hyperactive

The other dancers hyperventilate and start to sweat
One look at her, I know the nights not over yet
She says, "Where are we going now?"
Her voice is sweet and soft
I think she lost the key that turns her motor off

And its a mystery
How wild that girl can be
She's got so much energy
She's such an expert at surprising me

She's hyperactive when she starts to dance
She never missed a beat or missed a chance
And I'm persuaded by her argument
She's hyperactive

She's hyperactive when she starts to dance
She's so attracted to a wild romance
She's more effective than a stimulant
She's hyperactive, oh

And its a mystery
How wild that girl can be
She's got so much energy
She's such an expert at surprising me

She's hyperactive when she starts to dance
She never missed a beat or missed a chance, yeah
And I'm persuaded by her argument
She's hyperactive

She's hyperactive when she starts to dance
She's so attracted to a wild romance
And more effective than a stimulant
She's hyperactive

She's hyperactive when she starts to dance
She never missed a step or missed a chance
She's more effective than a stimulant
She's hyperactive

She's hyperactive when she starts to dance
She never missed a beat or missed a chance
And I'm persuaded by her argument
She's hyperactive