| She’s got legs, she knows how to use them. |
| She never begs, she knows how to choose them. |
| She’s holdin' leg wonderin' how to feel them. |
| Would you get behind them if you could only find them? |
| She’s my baby, she’s my baby, |
| yeah, it’s alright. |
| She’s got hair down to her fanny. |
| She’s kinda jet set, try undo her panties. |
| Everytime she’s dancin' she knows what to do. |
| Everybody wants to see if she can use it. |
| She’s so fine, she’s all mine, |
| girl, you got it right. |
| She’s got legs, she knows how to use them. |
| She never begs, she knows how to choose them. |
| She’s got a dime all of the time, |
| stays out at night movin' through time. |
| Oh, I want her, shit, I got to have her, |
| the girl is alright, she’s alright. |