The look
by The Baseballs
lyricscopy.com
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
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