She could make a (?) ring, she could make a kid hog fly
She could paint the Mona Lisa before your very eyes
Now she ain't very rough or even necessarily tough
But let me tell you brother (What?)
She got the stuff
She got the stuff, the kind of stuff you like to dream about if you dared
She got the stuff she got the stuff that kinda stuff that make me feel like Superman
She can recite the plays of Shakespeare from the back of her head
Whip up a batch of Penicillin from some old mouldy loaf of bread
She can breeze through almost anything that others find too tough
And when all comes down (What?)
She got the stuff
She got the stuff, the kind of stuff you like to dream about if you cared
She got the stuff she got the stuff that kinda stuff that make me feel like Superman
She could (?) in just one day and one night
She coulda helped Amelia Earhart make it through her fatal flight
She could win the Indy five hundred be back in time for a wax and buff
Now if you think I'm joking (What?)
She got the stuff
She got the stuff, the kind of stuff you like to dream of if you could
She got the stuff she got the stuff that kinda stuff that make me feel like Superman