top of page

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

© 2023 by CEMMETSSONGS Powered and secured by Wix

bottom of page