(He's got-, got-) he's got the look)
Walking like a man, hitting like a hammer
He's a juvenile scam, never was a quitter
Tasty like a raindrop, he's got the look
Heavenly abound, 'cause heaven's got a number
When he's spinning me around, kissing is a colour
Loving is a wild dog, he's got the look
He's got the look, he's got the look
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue?
When everything you'll ever do, he'll do it for you
And he goes, "La-la-la-la-la", he'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
He's got the look
Uhm, swaying to the band, moving like a hammer
He's a miracle man
Loving is the ocean, kissing is the wet sand
He's got the look
He's got the look, he's got the look
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue?
When everything you'll ever do, he'll do it for you
And he goes, "La-la-la-la-la", he's got the look
Ow!
Walking like a man, hitting like a hammer
He's a juvenile scam, never was a quitter
Tasty like a raindrop, he's got the look
And he goes, "Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na," he's got the look
He's got the look, he's got the look
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue?
When everything you'll ever do, he'll do it for you
And he goes, "La-la-la-la-la", he's got the look
He's got the look
He's got the look
He's got the look
He's got the look
He's got the look
He's got the look
He's got the look
He's got the look
He's got the look
He's got the look
He's got the look
