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
'Cause heaven's got a number
When she's spinning me around
Kissing is a colour
Her loving is a wild dog
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 blue?
When everything I'll ever do, I'll do for you
And I go, "La-la-la-la-la"

Fire in the ice
Naked to the T-bone
Is a lover's disguise
Banging 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 blue?
When everything I'll ever do, I'll do for you
And I go, "La-la-la-la-la"
She's got 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

And she goes
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
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 blue?
When everything I'll ever do, I'll do for you
And I go, "La-la-la-la-la"
She's got the look



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Patrick Mount
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