The Right Stuff (Edited Version)

(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