The Right Stuff (Acappella)

(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 really like this guy? (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