God's Gift to Women

Pale moonlight, neon-bright Whispers in the early night Golden mane, read 'The Game' Watch them drawn like moths to flame Studied the practical tactics of pick-ups Right down to the pitfalls and hiccups Before you start I say, "Stop, it's a stick-up" Used to being the guy that gets the girl But if we were the last two people in the world The human race would face extinction Before I'd get it on, honey Used to being the guy that gets the girl Not if we were the last two people in the world Mister, mister, why haven't you gone? If you're God's gift to women then God got it wrong Peacock strut, collar up Watch him while he fills his cup Sultry glare, piercing stare Practiced in the mirror Studied the practical tactics of pick-ups Right down to the pitfalls and hiccups Before you start I say, "Stop, it's a stick-up" Used to being the guy that gets the girl But if we were the last two people in the world The human race would face extinction Before I'd get it on, honey Used to being the guy that gets the girl Not if we were the last two people in the world Mister, mister, why haven't you gone? If you're God's gift to women then God got it wrong Are you feeling it, feeling the love in the room? You feeling it, feeling the love in the room? You feeling it, feeling the love? Well, you're feeling something anyone will do Studied the practical tactics of pick-ups Right down to the pitfalls and hiccups Before you start I say, "Stop, it's a stick-up" Used to being the guy that gets the girl But if we were the last two people in the world The human race would face extinction Before I'd get it on, honey Used to being the guy that gets the girl Not if we were the last two people in the world Mister, mister, why haven't you gone? If you're God's gift to women then God got it wrong Used to being the guy that gets the girl But if we were the last two people in the world The human race would face extinction Before I'd ever let you turn an inch into a smile, honey Like you still got a chance It's just amusing watching you dance Mister, mister, why haven't you gone? If you're God's gift to women, if you're God's gift to women If you're God's gift to women then God got it wrong She got it wrong