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 AWalking 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.


 AShe's got the look. AShe's got the look.
 AWhat in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue.
 AWhen everything I'll ever do I'll do for you
 Gand I go: laD la la la la she's got the look.


 AFire 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.



 ASwaying 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.



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 go na na na na na na na na.