The Look

1. 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.

R: 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.

2. 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.

R: She's got the look...

3. 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... (many many na's)

She's got the look.