1-2-3-4 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.)
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.
And she goes: na na na na na na na na na na na na na nan na. Shes got the look
