On the Lookout (feat. Raffaella)

I'm on the lookout
I guess I bit the hand
When I broke up with my movie star boyfriend
Buy me a better brand
If writing poetry ain't making something happen

Worked from coffee to dinner
Whistling in the dark
Dress me up like a sinner
Something like a star

I'm on the lookout
Hey, someone famous
Hit me with your car
Gimme a run-down
I won't complain if it'll get me really far

I bet I'll hit it big
'Cause older gentleman have told me
I got promise
P-p-p-poke me at my ribs
Give you my everything
I swear to God, I'm worth it

Worked from coffee to dinner
Whistling in the dark
Dress me up like a sinner
Something like a star

I'm on the lookout
Hey, someone famous
Hit me with your car
Gimme a run-down
I won't complain if it'll get me really far

I wanna make you happy
Gimme your money
I wanna make you happy
Gimme your, gimme your money
I wanna make you happy
Gimme your money

I wanna make you happy
Gimme your, gimme your money
I wanna make you happy
Gimme your money
I wanna make you happy
Gimme your, gimme your money
I wanna make you happy
Gimme your money

I'm on the lookout
Hey, someone famous
Hit me with your car
Gimme a run-down
I won't complain if it'll get me really far



Credits
Writer(s): Marc Gilfry, Gregory Cham, Raffaella Meloni, Jordan Feller
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