Janet lost 'er top
causing Super Bowl fued
With her headlight out
She lit up our tubes
She's been livin' up the town
Feedin' off the press
Yeah that, Damita Jo
Has one hell of a chest

She's chesty
Without a doubt
You'll watch her
When she's falling out

Top's so tight... top's so tight... top's so tight
Her blouse has malfunctioning ways
Top's so tight... top's so tight... top's so tight
Her blouse has malfunctioning ways

Janet's show was live
with her wardrobe on the fritz
Let her tell the F-C-C
She lost a stitch
To Justin it's hip
To her it's a trip
If you want to work the press
Better learn how to strip (off with her clothes boy)

She's the wand
That stir's the vial
She bings the man out of the child

Top's so tight... top's so tight... top's so tight
Her blouse has malfunctioning ways
Top's so tight... top's so tight... top's so tight
Her blouse has malfunctioning ways
Top's so tight... top's so tight... top's so tight
Her blouse has malfunctioning ways
Top's so tight... top's so tight... top's so tight
Her blouse has malfunctioning ways
Lift her bra...stitch up her tight's

One day we'll look back
and we'll ask
Why?
We were spellbound
By her bust
Then
We could say
That
A deer caught in the headlights
Follows it's feelings

Top's so tight... top's so tight... top's so tight
Her blouse has malfunctioning ways
Top's so tight... top's so tight... top's so tight
We live in censorship days
Janet moves in luscivious ways
She grooves with it
She grooves with it
Lift up her bra and stitch up her tights