The Right Stuff

(Knock on door)

MAN: Je reside en Paris
Voulez-vous venir?

(Gunshot; man screams)

Get on up, get on up
(1, 2, 2, 2) Na, na, na, na, hey, hey
MAN: Voulez-vous venir?

Oh
Oh, ah

I was standing at 7:15
Waiting for my baby's car
Just when out stepped the driver of the limousine
And asked if I was going far
I said I've got my mind made up
I don't wanna leave here, baby, 'cause it's clear to me
That it's just too tough to find another lover like mine

With the right stuff
The right stuff, baby
I don't wanna miss out on the right stuff
Oooh, no, with Mr. Right. Sing!
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey, hey

WOMAN: Do you drive this car?

(Ha!) Just Friday 'bout a week ago
This fella called me on the phone
And said, "I live in Paris. Don't you want to go?
I know you must be all alone
Well, it'll take more than a fancy trip or a chauffered limousine
'Cause I ain't never seen no one who could give me loving like this
The other fellas don't compare

To the right stuff
The right stuff, baby
I don't wanna miss out on the right stuff
Oooh, no, with Mr. Right. Sing!
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey. Rap!

He's the only one to give me that loving
'Cause next to him, there is no other one
He's very sexy, oh so sweet
And he knocks me off my feet. Sing!
She's fierce!
Oooh, yeah. Let's sing it again
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey, hey

I need the right stuff
I got to have the right stuff, baby
I don't wanna miss out on the right stuff
Say na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Whoo! (Ha!)

Ha!
Hey! (2)
Uh
Wait a minute
Wait-Wait-Wait-Wait-Wait-Wait-Wait-Wait a minute. (2)

Right stuff
Oh
Oh, ah
Get on up, get on up
1, 2, 2, 2
MAN: Voulez-vous venir?

(Right stuff.) Said I need it, baby
(Right stuff, baby.) Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh
(Right stuff.) Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey, hey
I need the right stuff
I got to have the right stuff, baby
I don't wanna miss out
(Right stuff.) Have you got the stuff?
Na, na, na, na, hey, hey, hey
Right stuff
Right stuff, baby