The Look

Walking like a man,
Hitting like a hammer,
She's a juvenile scam,
Never was a quitter,
Tasty like a raindrop,
She's got the look.
Heavenly bound cos heaven's got a number
when she's spinning me around,
kissing is a colour,
her loving is a wild dog,
She got the look

She's got the look
She's got the look
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn bleu
when everything I'll ever do I'll do for you
and I go: la la la la la la,
She's got the look

Fire in the ice,
nked to the T-bone is a lover's disguise
hanging on the head drum,
shaking like a mad bull,
She's got the look.
Swaying to the band,
moving like a hammer,
she's a miracle man,
loving is the ocean,
kissing is the wet sand,
she's got the look.

She's got the look
She's got the look
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn bleu
when everything I'll ever do I'll do for you
And she goes: na na na na na na na na...