LYRICAL HIGH POINTS: [1] "Oooo how you doin' baby? No not you. You, the bow-legged one (ha ha)" [2] "What's up with that thang? I wanna know, how does it hang? Straight up, wait up, hold up,
Mr. Lover. Like Prince said you're a sexy mutha-" [3] "Not falling in love but I'm falling for your (su-per sperm)" [4] "Twelve inches to a yard (damn) and have ya soundin' like a retard (yeah)"... So, Salt-N-Pepa's ideal man = a man with inordinately large genitals who likely suffered from rickets at some stage of his life, but who nevertheless has 'powerful' sperm. Lawks-a-mercy. Nevertheless, this remains 'a tune'.