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Lyrics:
Haha
Alright, here we go
To see him walkin' by, he might not catch your eye
Here's why
Not quite Heaven-sent, kinda Clark Kent
Yeah, that's right
He's got the profile of an average Joe
But wicked on the weekends 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 thinkin' things that you never would confess
Send your mama into shock
He rocks
He's got all the moves, showed me one or two, ha, oh, yes
He'll take you 'cross the floor, charm you to the core for sure
Throwin' on some makeup, kinkin' up my hair
Come on, taxi driver, you gotta get me there
He rocks, he kicks, uh
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 thinkin' things that you never would confess
Send your body into shock
He rocks
Oh, he rocks, he kicks, uh
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 thinkin' things that you never would confess
Send your mama into shock, haha
He rocks
Woo, send your body into shock
He rocks
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