The look
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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 she's got the look.
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.
And she goes: na na na na na na na na.