Down to who knows who, just to socialize
I'm waiting for my girls, when you call my eyes
You got no way to make a man honey,
You got to understand
I'm your man, child Lord of the thighs

Well, well, Lordie my God,
What do we got here?
She's flashin' 'cross the floor,
Make it perfectly clear
You're the bait, and you're the hook, someone 'bound to take a look
I'm your man, child Lord of the thighs

You must of come here to find it,
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the Lord of your thighs

You must of come here to find it baby,
You've got the look in your eyes
Although you really don't mind it
I am the Lord of your thighs

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Writer(s): Steven Tallarico