Look At Me

Damian: Look at me.
I'm cool and I'm charming
Debonaire and disarming
That's me to a T

Take a look at me
Don't need no fandangles
I've got all of the angles
Just look at me

Damian (Keith): Look at me (look at you)
I ain't no beginner
A natural winner
That's me to a T
Take a look at me (take a look at you)
I can sing a cappella
I'm a hell of a fella
Just look at me

Keith: You know nothing at all about ladies
Let me give you a piece of advice
You're heading for nothing but trouble
You'll be paying a hell of a price
Cuz you think you're a bit of a killer
That the ladies will fall at your feet, ha!
They could eat you for supper
And spit you right out on the street

Damian (Keith): Look at me (look at you)
Your resistance will crumble
Get ready to rumble
One, two, three!
Take a look at me (take a look at you)
I'm as fit as a fiddle
So let's hide it a little
Just you and me

Keith: It's a very bad time to be cocky
When you're out there on the pole
Hold your horse like a jockey
And don't rush in like a bull
You have to be patient with ladies
And tell them what they want to hear
Keep a steady aim on your target
Don't shoot like a young pistolere

Keith: Take a good look at yourself
For goodness sake
All the ladies are laughing
Ask yourself why
Take a good look at yourself
And you will see
A natural loser, take it from me

Damian: Look at me
I ain't no beginner
A natural winner
That's me to a T
Take a look at me
I can sing a cappella
I'm a hell of a fella
Just look at me

Keith (Damian): Take a good look at yourself (look at me)
For goodness sake (I ain't no beginner)
All the ladies are laughing (A natural winner)
Ask yourself why (that's me to a T)
Take a good look at yourself (take a look at me)
And you will see (I can sing a cappella)
A natural loser (i'm a hell of a fella)
Take it from me (just look at me)
A natural loser (A natural winner)
Take it from me (look at me)



Credits
Writer(s): Phil Coulter
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