| Song | Supergalactic Lover |
| Artist | Kool Keith |
| Album | Black Elvis/Lost in Space |
| 作词 : Kool Keith | |
| Yeah.. | |
| Supergalactic lover! (2X) | |
| I was your boyfriend girl lieutenant lover flight commander | |
| Member of the air force, remember when I bought you a Porsche? | |
| Diamond rings with roses, I put pearls in your noses | |
| Put you in heels, paid your school loans and tons of bills | |
| I ripped eight thousand threw a stack up in the fireplace | |
| You couldn't believe it, your mom was there with a sad face | |
| I had you accounts, three million with big amounts | |
| You wrecked your Impala, I seen you at the beauty parlor | |
| Gave you a check engagement ring, four million dollars | |
| Your friends were surprised, your sister couldn't believe her eyes | |
| I walked in with cape, with jewels, on, you know I'm the captain | |
| Outside by the Cadillac three brothers rappin soundin wack and | |
| I kept on steppin legend status, you know my rep and | |
| I see you at eight, turn your pager off, don't be late | |
| Chorus: repeat 2X | |
| Supergalactic lover! | |
| Comin from the projects on the hill | |
| Supergalactic lover! | |
| In my monkey-green ragtop Seville | |
| [Kool Keith] | |
| Exquisite background, with spaceship pictures up on the wall | |
| You changin lingerie quick, you put on pumps, standin tall | |
| Tell me what you thinkin, at the table while you drinkin | |
| You got stress, tell me love, you need a fly dress | |
| Important reasons I will care for you in different seasons | |
| Daytona Beach, catchin the sun, layin on a pillow | |
| Stop your days of worryation lookin out the window | |
| Captain of program, girl I run this Enterprise | |
| Open your eyes, now you realize, now put on thigh highs | |
| Tie your boots up tight, very tight with all your might | |
| Come in the front row, you're a star in a private show | |
| I taught you well, gave you earrings that I bought you well | |
| Chorus | |
| [Kool Keith] | |
| Sippin real smooth wine, galactic glasses, wearin maskes | |
| Her suit is armor leather jacket, I'ma wear a bomber | |
| Dark black hats, remember Cato and the Green Hornet | |
| I step up on it, test the flight switch, move a nice switch | |
| Adjust the tempo makin complex into somethin simple | |
| A masquerade party while bartenders, pass Bacardi | |
| Lemon juice or orange bintz, parked with a sunroof | |
| Brown ragtop, spaceship movin ridin down your block | |
| Power jets millineium, level five is next | |
| (Crank up the space, beam up) | |
| Chorus | |
| Supergalactic lover! (5X) |
| zuò cí : Kool Keith | |
| Yeah.. | |
| Supergalactic lover! 2X | |
| I was your boyfriend girl lieutenant lover flight commander | |
| Member of the air force, remember when I bought you a Porsche? | |
| Diamond rings with roses, I put pearls in your noses | |
| Put you in heels, paid your school loans and tons of bills | |
| I ripped eight thousand threw a stack up in the fireplace | |
| You couldn' t believe it, your mom was there with a sad face | |
| I had you accounts, three million with big amounts | |
| You wrecked your Impala, I seen you at the beauty parlor | |
| Gave you a check engagement ring, four million dollars | |
| Your friends were surprised, your sister couldn' t believe her eyes | |
| I walked in with cape, with jewels, on, you know I' m the captain | |
| Outside by the Cadillac three brothers rappin soundin wack and | |
| I kept on steppin legend status, you know my rep and | |
| I see you at eight, turn your pager off, don' t be late | |
| Chorus: repeat 2X | |
| Supergalactic lover! | |
| Comin from the projects on the hill | |
| Supergalactic lover! | |
| In my monkeygreen ragtop Seville | |
| Kool Keith | |
| Exquisite background, with spaceship pictures up on the wall | |
| You changin lingerie quick, you put on pumps, standin tall | |
| Tell me what you thinkin, at the table while you drinkin | |
| You got stress, tell me love, you need a fly dress | |
| Important reasons I will care for you in different seasons | |
| Daytona Beach, catchin the sun, layin on a pillow | |
| Stop your days of worryation lookin out the window | |
| Captain of program, girl I run this Enterprise | |
| Open your eyes, now you realize, now put on thigh highs | |
| Tie your boots up tight, very tight with all your might | |
| Come in the front row, you' re a star in a private show | |
| I taught you well, gave you earrings that I bought you well | |
| Chorus | |
| Kool Keith | |
| Sippin real smooth wine, galactic glasses, wearin maskes | |
| Her suit is armor leather jacket, I' ma wear a bomber | |
| Dark black hats, remember Cato and the Green Hornet | |
| I step up on it, test the flight switch, move a nice switch | |
| Adjust the tempo makin complex into somethin simple | |
| A masquerade party while bartenders, pass Bacardi | |
| Lemon juice or orange bintz, parked with a sunroof | |
| Brown ragtop, spaceship movin ridin down your block | |
| Power jets millineium, level five is next | |
| Crank up the space, beam up | |
| Chorus | |
| Supergalactic lover! 5X |