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Description
Producer: Eminem
Additionalproducer: Jeff Bass
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer, Composer Lyricist: Steve King
Recording Second Engineer: Mike Strange
Recording Second Engineer: Urban Kris
Composer Lyricist: Marshall Mathers
Composer Lyricist: Jeffrey Bass
Lyrics and translation
Original
-You high, baby? -Yeah.
Yeah?
-Talk to me. -You want me to tell you something?
-Uh-huh. -I know what you wanna hear.
I know you -want me, baby. I think I want you too. -I think I love you, baby.
I think I love you too. I'm here to save you, girl. Come be in Shady's world.
I wanna grow together. Let's let our love unfurl. You know you want me, baby.
You know I want you too. They call me Superman. I'm here to rescue you.
I wanna -save you, girl. Come be in Shady's world. -Ooh, boy, you drive me crazy.
Bitch, you make me url. They call me Superman.
Leap tall hoes in a single bound. I'm single now. Got no ring on this finger now.
I'd never let another chick bring me down in a relationship. Save it, bitch. Babysit? You make me sick.
Superman ain't savin' shit. Girl, you can jump on Shady's dick.
Straight from the hip, cut to the chase. I'll tell a motherfuckin' slut to her face.
Play no games, say no names. Ever since I broke up with what's-her-face, I'm a different man.
Kiss my ass. Kiss my lips, bitch, why ask? Kiss my dick, hit my cash.
I'd rather have you whip my ass. Don't put out? I'll put you out. Won't get out? I'll push you out.
Puss blew out, poppin' shit. Wouldn't piss on fire to put you out.
Am I too nice? Buy you ice. Bitch, if you died, wouldn't buy you life.
What, you tryin' to be my new wife? What, you Mariah? Fly through twice.
But I do know one thing, though. Bitches, they come, they go. Saturday through Sunday, Monday.
Monday through Sunday, yo. Maybe I'll love you one day. Maybe we'll someday grow.
'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway, ho. 'Cause I can't be your
Superman. Can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman.
I can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman, your
Superman, your Superman. Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes.
It's no secret, everybody knows. Yeah, we fuck, bitch, so what?
That's about as far as your buddy goes. We'll be friends, I'll call you again.
I'll chase you around every bar you attend. Never know what kind of car I'll be in.
We'll see how much you'll be partyin' then. You don't want that, neither do I.
I don't wanna flip when I see you with guys. Too much pride between you and I.
Not a jealous man, but females lie. But I guess that's just what sluts do. How could it ever be just us two?
I'd never love you enough to trust you. We just met and I just fucked you.
But I do know one thing, though. Bitches, they come, they go. Saturday through Sunday,
Monday. Monday through Sunday, yo. Maybe I'll love you one day.
Maybe we'll someday grow. 'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway, ho.
I know you -want me, baby. I think I want you too. -I think I love you, baby.
I think I love you too. I'm here to save you, girl. Come be in Shady's world.
I wanna grow together. Let's let our love unfurl. You know you want me, baby.
You know I want you too. They call me Superman. I'm here to rescue you.
I wanna -save you, girl. Come be in Shady's world. -Ooh, boy, you drive me crazy.
Bitch, you make me url. First thing you say. . .
I'm not fazed. I hang around big stars all day.
I don't see what the big deal is anyway. You're just plain old Marshall to me.
-Ooh, yeah, girl, run that game. -Haley Jade, I love that name.
Love that tattoo. What's that say? Rotten pieces? Uh, that's great.
First off, you don't know Marshall at all, so don't grow partial.
That's ammo for my arsenal. I'll slap you off that bar stool. There goes another lawsuit.
Leave handprints all across you.
Good Lordy, Wodey, you must be gone off that water bottle. You want what you can't have. Ooh, girl, that's too damn bad.
Don't touch what you can't grab. End up with two backhands.
Put anthrax on a Tampax and slap you 'til you can't stand. Girl, you just blew your chance.
Don't mean to ruin your plans. But I do know one thing, though. Bitches, they come, they go.
Saturday through Sunday, Monday. Monday through Sunday, yo.
Maybe I'll love you one day. Maybe we'll someday grow.
'Til then just sit your drunk ass on that fuckin' runway, ho. I know you want me, baby. I think I want you too.
-I think I love you, baby. -I think I love you too.
I'm here to save you, girl. Come be in Shady's world. I wanna grow together.
Let's let our love unfurl. You know you want me, baby. You know I want you too. They call me
Superman. I'm here to rescue you. I wanna save you, girl. Come be in Shady's world.
-Ooh, boy, you drive me crazy. -Bitch, you make me url. I can't be your
Superman. Can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman.
I can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman, your
Superman, your Superman. I can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman.
Can't be your Superman. Can't be your Superman. I can't be your Superman. Can't be your
Superman. Can't be your Superman, your Superman, your Superman.
Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. Yeah.
Ooh.
Superman.
Oh.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ooh. La-da-da-da.
Ooh.