The Look Lyrics

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 got the look

She's got the look
She's got the look
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn bleu
When everything I'll ever do I'll do for you
And I go: la la la la la la,
She's got the look

Fire in the ice,
Nked to the T-bone is a lover's disguise
Hanging 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
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn bleu
When everything I'll ever do I'll do for you
And she goes: na na na na na na na na...