Legs of Steel - Superstar!

Intro J woke me up today...I wish he hadn't Look at this eye-bagged face...dammit 9:15, Physics, sun high like solstice Trace 'HelioS' in the mirror Then I...vanish! Stomp through the path, Trilla accentuates my wrath One, two, um, buckle my black Boots adorn my feet like a crazed tattoo Florida's swirl of color could use some black too So I overcompensate, on this worst of days Sweat trickling down my face as I pick up the pace Just rushing to class, don't mind me... Though, it isn't likely That I'll make it in time...fuck it Ow! Verse DROP DEAD LEGGGS! ...And she knew it Twirled about her finger I Kissed her feet My tongue to trace the tattoos Sewn on her skin! '0s' and '1s' that meant L O V EEEE Baby please, you need to! Chorus DROP THOSE HEELS AND COME TO BED WITH ME! [I said!] X 2 DROP THAT DRESS AND COME TO BED WITH ME LEGS OF STEEL? MAKE ME BELIEVE! LEGS OF STEEL? [Why don't you] MAKE ME BELIEVE! Verse On Thursdays, it's foreplay When you put on those heels! With the spiked back, now tell me how does it feel? To walk into a room and make the boys lose their will- Ies! So hard to conceal it! I feel sad I revealed! The pain that floods your eyes that you try to re-seal Every Thursday you go X 2 Someplace I'll never know Every Thursday you go... Chorus THAT'S WHY YOU! DROP THOSE HEELS AND COME TO BED WITH ME! [THAT'S WHY YOU!] DROP THOSE HEELS AND COME TO BED WITH ME! [I SAY YOU!] DROP THAT DRESS AND COME TO BED WITH ME LEGS OF STEEL? MAKE ME BELIEVE! LEGS OF STEEL? [Why won't you!] MAKE ME BELIEVE! You're a superstar...You're a superstar...You're a superstar...You're a superstar...You're a superstar...You're a super- -------------------------------------------------------------------- Star Intro Superstar, where you from? How's it going? I know you, got a clue, what you're doing You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here But I know what you are, what you are, baby Verse She's new here. A new regular Steps into the circular, pit of good meddlers Or minglers, of dance she's singular Must be a singer or Hispanic settler I creep up behind her and touch her waist Slightly, so she still feels safe A li'l firmer, bring my lips to her ear Whisper anything to get us outta here It rings! But she doesn't pick It rings! But she doesn't pick! Of course, it's Thursday and 6 O'clock, she's probably asleep I know it's a lie, but it'll help me sleep I close my book on Assignment B It took me 5 hours, now it's three Tomorrow she'll ask, and I'll probably give It worked! It finally works! Two fingers under her skirt She moans...it feels so warm I'd never do this if I wasn't fucking gone She grinds harder, I push it in a li'l deeper Leanin' on me, tugging on my li'l keeper ...she licks my ear... Who the fuck is Javert? [Interlude]