Legs of Steel - Superstar! lyrics

by

HelioS


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...f*ck 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 f*cking 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 f*ck is Javert?

[Interlude]

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