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-

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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]