THERE’S LIGHTNIN’ IN THESE THUNDER THIGHS
© 1991 Betty Ball, Cynthia Emmets, John McDuffie
I’m getting sick and tired, it’s all you hear
‘Bout bikin’ and hikin’ and tonin’ up your rear
What happened to the days of hips and curves
This talk about fitness is getting on my nerves
There’s just one way that I work up a sweat
And you ain’t tried my aerobics yet
I got muscles that you can’t see
They need a workout baby from you and me
We’ll turn my bedroom into a gym
When we come out we’ll be slim and trim
We’ll move our bodies ‘til the whole house shakes
Just a little bit of lovin’ is all it takes
CHORUS: You’re lookin’ for a girl who’s buff
Well baby I’m a diamond in the rough
After me you won’t criticize
Cause there’s lightnin’ in these thunder thighs
You can’t judge a book by its cover
And I know I’m a damn good lover
There may be a little more rattle to my roll
So buckle up baby ‘fore you lose control
Don’t need no class to teach me how to move
Cause you got the rhythm and I got the groove
CHORUS
So come here baby and give these a squeeze
C’mon up closer, get down on your knees
I’ll put a leglock so your back don’t slip
The wider the hip, the tighter the grip
I’m gonna love you from head to toe
So hang on baby ‘cause here we go
CHORUS
In these legs is all you need
For satisfaction guaranteed
After tonight you’ll realize
There’s lightnin’ in these thunder thighs