I was standin' at 7:15
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Waitin' for my baby's car
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Just when out stepped the driver of a limousene
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And asked if I was going far
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I said I've got my mind made up
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I don't want to leave here baby cause it's clear to me
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That it's just too tough to find another lover like mine
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With (I mean the) right stuff
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(I got to have) the right stuff baby
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I don't want to miss out on the right stuff
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(Ooh no with mister right stuff)
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I just found him a week ago
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He's gonna call me on the phone and say
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I live in Paris, don't you want to go
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I know you must be alone
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Well it's take more than a fancy trick
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Or chauffeured limousene for I have never seen
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No one who can give me lovin' like this
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The other fellas don't compare
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With (I mean the) right stuff
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(I got to have) the right stuff baby
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I don't want to miss out on the right stuff
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(Ooh no with mister right stuff)
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He's the only one to give me that lovin'
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Cause next to him there is no other one
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He' very sexy, oh so sweet
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Knocks me off my feet, sing
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Ooh yeah, let me sing it again
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With (I mean the) right stuff
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(I got to have) the right stuff baby
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I don't want to miss out on the right stuff
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(Ooh no with mister right stuff)
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The Right Stuff
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| Vanessa Williams |
