Paul's Groove

Take to the catwalk, Darling, and show us Gorgeous.
Walk the body. Walk the face.
Walk it, and you'll snatch first place.
Walk for me.

Walk for realness. Win grand prize.
It's time you children realize
You walk for me. Walk for me. Walk for me.

You're walking on pebbles, in Manolo Blahniks.
Walk for me. Walk for me.
You've got dozens of men crawling at your feet.
Walk for me. Walk for me.

Alarms, alarms are going off.
Walk for me. Walk for me.
Walk like you're running from the police.
Walk for me. Walk for me.

(Interlude)

Walk like Carol Miles. Walk like Mounia.
Walk like Anna Bayle and Roshumba taught it to ya.
Walk for me. Walk for me.

Bring it to the stage, my dear. Walk it, right over here.
Give it some attitude, Sweetie. You know you're here to please me.
Walk for me. Walk for me.

Bring it to the runway, Honey; bring me elegance and charm.
Walk as if your man is a pretty pocketbook on your arm.
Walk for me. Walk for me.

You're Twisty Twirlington; YouKnowMe DamnWell.
You're the supermodel, Honey: Sell! Sell! Sell!
Walk for me. Walk for me.



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Alexander, Peter Rauhofer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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