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 cos 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)

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



She's got the look (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

Heavenly bound cos 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