Dead Ringer for Love (feat. Cher)

Every night I grab some money and I go down to the bar I got my buddies and a beer, I got a dream, I need a car You got me begging on my knees, c'mon and throw the dog a bone A man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone Baby, baby Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew They don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew I know that you and I we got better things to do I don't know who you are or what you do, or where you go when you're not around I don't know anything about you baby, but you're everything I'm dreaming of I don't know who you are, but you're a real dead ringer for love A real dead ringer for love Ever since I can remember, you been hanging 'round this joint You been trying to look away, but now you finally got the point I don't have to know your name and I won't tell you what to do But a girl she doesn't live by only rock 'n roll and brew Baby, baby, baby, baby Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew They don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew I know that you and I we got better things to do I don't know who you are or what you do, or where you go when you're not around I don't know anything about you baby, but you're everything I'm dreaming of I don't know who you are, but you're a real dead ringer for love A real dead ringer for love Ooh, you got the kind of legs that do more than walk I don't have to listen to your whimpering talk (listen) You got the kind of eyes that do more than see You got a lotta nerve to come on to me Oh, you got the kind of lips that do more than drink You got the kind of mind that does less than think But since I'm feeling kinda lonely, my defenses are low Why don't we give it a shot and get it ready to go? I'm looking for anonymous and fleeting satisfaction I want to tell my daddy I'll be missing in action Ever since I can remember, I've been hanging 'round this joint My daddy never noticed, now he'll finally get the point You got me beggin' on my knees, c'mon and throw the dog a bone A man he doesn't live by rock 'n roll and brew alone Baby, baby, baby, baby Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew I know that you and I we got better things to do Rock 'n roll and brew, rock 'n roll and brew They don't mean a thing when I compare 'em next to you I don't know who you are or what you do, or where you go when you're not around I don't know anything about you baby, but you're everything I'm dreaming of I don't know who you are, but you're a real dead ringer for love A real dead ringer for love Dead ringer for love Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer) Dead ringer for love (dead ringer)