Songtexte: Soundtrack Artists. Hey Ms. Wilson.

Oh my, looky there
Stone-cold foxy, platinum hair
Short skirt, barely there
Make a chick wanna hate, make a boy wanna stare

Well, Ms. Wilson you must be worth a trillion bucks
Get the feelin' that you don?t really give a fuck
Ms. Wilson I like the way you push and glide
Rollerskates on a social butterfly, whoo!

Breeze by, velvet ropes
Ski this town like a bunny slope
Oh my, there she goes
A Long money girl in her short money clothes

Well,Ms. Wilson you must be worth a trillion bucks
Was it you with your bunny all up in the club?
Ms. Wilson I like the way you push and glide
Rollerskates on a social butterfly


Ms. Wilson you must be worth a trillion bucks
Get the feelin that you don?t really give a fuck
Ms Wilson I like the way you push and glide
Rollerskates on a social butterfly

Ms. wilson you must be worth a trillion bucks
Was it you with your bunny all up in the club?
Ms. Wilson I like the way you push and glide
Rollerskates on a social butterfly

Ms. Wilson
Ms. wilson
Ms. Wilson