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Troia and Starfire, are in a fight,
But they stop and look, as he goes by,
They turn their heads and they, watch him till he’s gone.
Gods have mercy; Nightwing’s got his spandex on!
Up on the rooftops, and across the street,
Open up their windows, to take a peek,
While he goes swingin’, flyin’ like a bird in flight.
Heaven help them; Nightwing’s got his spandex on!
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He can’t help it if he’s made that way,
He’s not to blame if they look his way,
He ain’t really tryin’ to cause a scene,
It just comes naturally, ahhh, the boy can’t help it.
Well down in Blüdhaven, by the doughnut stand
There’s a crowd of people, and a traffic jam,
He don’t look back, he ain’t doin’ nothing’ wrong,
Gods have mercy; Nightwing’s got his spandex on!
He can’t help it if he’s made that way,
He’s not to blame if they look his way,
He ain’t really tryin’ to cause a scene,
It just comes naturally, ahhh, the boy can’t help it.
Down on the corner, by the traffic light,
Everybody’s lookin’, as he flies by,
They crane their heads and they, watch him till he’s gone.
Gods have mercy; Nightwing’s got his spandex on!
Heaven help them; Nightwing’s got his spandex on!