She's Got What It Takes

They brought you up in a small town

They’ll lay you down in the same ground

You probably put on the pounds

Naked baby, oh my

You were born on a bad track

You heard your life on a playback

You’d spend it all in a sack

If she’d just give you the tide

You sit back staring at the television

You drink till your body, it aches

You’ve got all the brakes

And enjoying the ride

You’re made the formal in black tie

(She’s got what it takes)

But hung around with the wrong guy

(She’s got what it takes)

Who left you laying outside

While your baby don’t smile

She spent your pay-cheque to be sure

(She’s got what it takes)

Then left you cold at the front door

(She’s got what it takes)

You’re only twenty and poor

How could life be unkind?

And your body, it brakes

And the disco’s wild

And she’s got what it takes

And she just gives me the sign

That sign

You sit back staring at the television

You drink till your body, it aches

You’ve got all the brakes

She’s got what it takes

She’s got what it takes

Wild, wild, wild, wild man, I can’t hear plenty enough

I said somethin’ about life, somethin’ about love

Baby, comin’ down from above

My baby, she’s a hurricane, she’s a hurricane

Sitting there smilin’ with a cool refrain

She’s got it, she’s got it, she’s got it

She’s got what it takes