The Right Stuff - Vanessa Williams

I was standing at 7:15

Waiting for my baby’s car

Just then out stepped

The driver of a limousine

And asked if I was going far

I said I’ve got my mind made up

I don’t wanna leave him, baby

'Cause it’s clear to me

That it’s just to 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

Ooh, no

With Mr. Right

Just Friday 'bout a week ago

This fellow 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 chauffeured limousine

'Cause I ain’t never seen no one

Who could give me love like this

The other fellows don’t compare

To the right stuff

The right stuff, baby

I don’t wanna miss out on the right stuff

Ooh, no

With Mr. Right

Sing

He’s the only to give me that loving

'Cause next to him

There is no other one

He’s very sexy and oh so sweet

And he knocks me off my feet

Say it

I need the right stuff

I got to have the right stuff

I don’t wanna miss out on the right stuff