White Leather
North Car'lina, in the middle of a dry spell
Clay Aiken on the Victrola up high
Broads dancin' with Baby on their mi-inds
Buttercup's as sweet as a fugi apple pie
The boy can sing, knows how to move, everything
Always wanting more. He leaves broads longing for
White Leather and that little crooked smile
White Leather with that warm southern style
A new sensation that'll bring ya to your knees
White leather if you please...
All across the country the music's like a heatwave
Skinny White Boy bound to drive you wild
The Broads' man's in the heart of every school girl
"To Love Somebody" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle
The way he moves, it's a sin, so sweet and true
Always wanting more, he leaves you longing for
Every word of every song he sings is just for you
Mystery post, purple tie, mentions us in an interview
White Leather and that little crooked smile
White Leather with that warm southern style
A new sensation that'll bring ya to your knees
White leather if you please...
Lyrics: Wendy in FL
Concept: Nelle
Inspiration: Clay Aiken
Based on the Original Song "Black Velvet" by Alannah Myles
Photograph: MnM