(Composição: Steven Tyler) Down to who knows who, just to socialize I'm waiting for my girls, when you call my eyes You got no way to make a man honey You got to understand I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs Well, well, Lordie my God What do we got here? She's flashin' 'cross the floor Make it perfectly clear You're the bait, and you're the hook Someone 'bound to take a look I'm your man, child. Lord of the Thighs You must of come here to find it You've got the look in your eyes Although you really don't mind it I am the Lord of your Thighs You must of come here to find it baby You've got the look in your eyes Although you really don't mind it I am the Lord of your Thighs
