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the right stuff |
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I was standing at 7:15 |
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Waiting for my baby's car |
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Just when out stepped the driver of a limousene |
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And asked if I was going far |
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I said I've got my mind made up |
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I don't want to leave here baby cause it's clear to me |
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That it's just too tough to find another lover like mine |
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With (I mean the) right stuff |
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(I got to have) the right stuff baby |
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I don't want to miss out on the right stuff |
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(Ooh no with mister right stuff) |
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I just found him a week ago |
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He's gonna call me on the phone and say |
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I live in Paris, don't you want to go |
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I know you must be alone |
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Well it's take more than a fancy trick |
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Or chauffeured limousene for I have never seen |
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No one who can give me loving like this |
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The other fellas don't compare |
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With (I mean the) right stuff |
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(I got to have) the right stuff baby |
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I don't want to miss out on the right stuff |
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(Ooh no with mister right stuff) |
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He's the only one to give me that loving |
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Cause next to him there is no other one |
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He' very sexy, oh so sweet |
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Knocks me off my feet, sing |
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Ooh yeah, let me sing it again |
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With (I mean the) right stuff |
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(I got to have) the right stuff baby |
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I don't want to miss out on the right stuff |
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(Ooh no with mister right stuff) |
