To see him walking by, he might not catch your eye Here's why, not quite heaven sent, kinda Clark Kent Yeah, that's it, he's got the profile of an average Joe But wicked on the weekend when he's on a roll He rocks, he kicks, born for a good time and he don't miss a lick He can talk it, he can walk it, he can throw down with the best Gets you thinking things that you never would confess Send your mama into shock, he rocks He's got all the moves, showed me one or two He'll take you 'cross the floor, charm you to the core for sure
Throwing on some makeup, kinkin' up my hair Come on taxi driver, you gotta get me there He rocks, he kicks, born for a good time and he don't miss a lick He can talk it, he can walk it, he can throw down with the best Gets you thinking things that you never would confess Send your mama into shock, he rocks He rocks, he kicks, born for a good time and he don't miss a lick He can talk it, he can walk it, he can throw down with the best Gets you thinking things that you never would confess Send your mama into shock, he rocks