Oh oh, oh oh. Oh!

Your super lover.

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh!

Your super lover.



Black lights and designer blues

With my tattoos of I-love-yous.

I just put on these dancing shoes

To prove my love for you.



I’m livin’ it up,

Secretly he notices I’m playin’ it up

For him

Playin’ it up.

I’m livin’ it up,

Dancin’ on the tables as the DJ’s

Spinnin’ it up

For me

Spinnin’ it up

For me



When the sun goes down

And the care ends up

It’s time for the show-oh-oh-oh

Playin’ you to the scene,

Make cake for the queen.

I’m on a role-oh-oh-oh

Stare in my direction.

I’m craving your attention

So now…



Go back to the beat.

Get up on your feet.

Gonna be your super lover.

Right back to the beat.

Get up on your feet.

I’ma be your super lover.

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh!

Your super lover.

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh!

Your super lover.



Too hot for the masses,

She’s on fire.

Think I’m gonna let her burn.

Champagne in the glasses,

Flip the bottle, baby.

Come ‘n’ take your turn.

She’s on my radar.

Catch ya later

Cuz she knows

When I push the fader

She ain’t leaving me alone.



Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!



I’m livin’ it up.

Dancin’ on the tables

Mister DJ spinnin’ it up

With you.

Spinnin’ it up

For you.



When the sun goes down

And the care ends up

It’s time for the show-oh-oh-oh

Playin’ you to the scene,

Make cake for the queen.

I’m on a role-oh-oh-oh

Stare in my direction.

I’m craving your attention

So now…



Go back to the beat.

Get up on your feet.

Gonna be your super lover.

Right back to the beat

Get up on your feet

I’ma be your super lover.



Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh!

Your super lover.

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh!

Your super lover.



(C’mon, say it.)

Eh, eh, eh!

Look at that girl.

Look at that girl.

Look at that—eh, eh, eh!

Look at that girl.

Look at that girl.

Hold up, hold up.

Take me where you get to know them.

Hold up, hold up.

Cuz they’re trynna get my clothes off.



When the sun goes down

And the care is up

It’s time for the show-oh-oh-oh

Playin’ you to the scene,

Make cake for the queen.

I’m on a role-oh-oh-oh

Stare in my direction.

I’m craving your attention.

So now…



Go back to the beat.

Get up on your feet.

Gonna be your super lover.

Right back to the beat.

Get up on your feet.

I’ma be your super lover.



Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh!

Your super lover. (Oh oh, oh oh-oh)

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh!

Your super lover. (Oh oh, oh oh-oh)



Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh!

Your super lover. (Oh oh, oh oh-oh)

Oh oh, oh oh. Oh-oh!

Your super lover. (Oh oh, oh oh-oh)