To see him walking by, he might not catch your eye   Here's why, not quite heaven sent, kinda Clark Kent   Yeah, that's it, he's got the profile of an average Joe   But wicked on the weekend when he's on a roll      He rocks, he kicks, born for a good time and he don't miss a lick   He can talk it, he can walk it, he can throw down with the best   Gets you thinking things that you never would confess   Send your mama into shock, he rocks      He's got all the moves, showed me one or two   He'll take you 'cross the floor, charm you to the core for sure   Throwing on some makeup, kinkin' up my hair   Come on taxi driver, you gotta get me there      He rocks, he kicks, born for a good time and he don't miss a lick   He can talk it, he can walk it, he can throw down with the best   Gets you thinking things that you never would confess   Send your mama into shock, he rocks      He rocks, he kicks, born for a good time and he don't miss a lick   He can talk it, he can walk it, he can throw down with the best   Gets you thinking things that you never would confess   Send your mama into shock, he rocks