He was no more than a baby
Well he seemed broken-hearted
Something within him
But that moment that I first laid eyes on him
All alone on the edge of seventeen
Just like the white-winged dove
Sings a song, sounds like she's singing
Baby can you handle this?
Baby can you handle this?
Baby can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this
Gotta do much better
If you wanna dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly
If you wanna dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully if you like what you see
Move groove prove you can handle me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me
Hook up your seatbelt it's time for takeoff
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
My body's too bootylicious for you baby