DJ Jazzy Jeff, The Fresh Prince - This Boy is Smooth lyrics

Well, I was cooling
Sitting by the phone waiting for
A ring with a female voice for a date or
An invitation to a nightclub
For some mingling
Then ahhh, my phone started jingling
I picked it up, I checked the Rolex first
I'll call one of my regulars
Worst come to worst
I said hello, but the voice sounded nervous
Baby, relax, FP at your service
The girl spoke up and her
Voice sounded very nice
I met you last week at
That club called the Paradise
I said yeah, babe, I'd like to go there again
So get dressed and you better be fly
See you at 10
Hung up the phone and checked the mirror
Sort of like ESP, I could hear her
Heart beating encaged with the groove
And all I could say to myself was damn
This boy is smooth

Cos I don't get upset cos I don't get upset
Cos I don't get upset cos I don't get upset

So I pulled up to the club at
The gate where they let celebs in
Entré vous in a Porsche 9-11 then
Girls took a look at me and started to break
Ladies, calm down, I've already got a date
Cruised up front and I was happy to find her
Tantalizing tasty tuna named Tanya
I said "Hey yo, babe
Let's not go in the place yet
Come on, hop in
I got Luther in the tape deck"
I kicked the gift and the
Girl was like silly putty
She said "Let's go some place
And chill" I said "Really, honey"
We went to the beach to take a little walk
I found out I was smoother than I thought
My hands, like Maverick, started to wander
Left then right then wound up behind her
Face-to-face and chest-to-chest then oooh
Like a spindle of silk, yo
This boy is smooth!

Cos I don't get upset cos I don't get upset
Cos I don't get upset cos I don't get upset

Here it is, verse tres, back at my place
The scene was set 'cause I
Set it before I left
Girl, I'm like a tool, grab me and use me
Where do you want me
By the fireplace or the jacuzzi?
I never slip, yo, I got my grip like a handle
Turn down the lights and lit up a candle
A bottle of chilled champagne right beside me
Radio booming, pumpin' the Isleys
Maybe I'll grab her and give her a kiss
Or kick her a line on
The smooth Billy Dee tip
Or maybe I'll take her outside
Where the pool's at
Smack it up, flip it - nah
I'm too cool for that
Ahh, I know what I'll do, I'll
Hold her tightly and caress her
For a little while
Make it gentle and slow, not faster
A pause for the cause and here's
A word from the master:
Yo, I'm the J-A double-Z, Jazzy
Smooth as self, smooth and I have to be
Known, acknowledged and recognized as the
King of the groove
And I'm the man that blessed FP as smooth

Cos I don't get upset cos I don't get upset
Cos I don't get upset cos I don't get upset
Hey yo, J, take me out of here