The Look

Music by: Per Gessle
Words by: Per Gessle

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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

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.