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 too 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 lovin'

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





Written by Salas/Jones