Track number eight of the Memories disc of Mimicry and Memories.

Lyrics

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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.

And 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,
And she goes “na na na na na na na na”
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.

What in the world can make you so blue
When everything I’ll ever do I’ll do for you
And I go “la la la la la”

Na na na na na na na na
She’s got the look
She goes “na na na na na na na na”
She’s got the look
She’s got the look (“na na na na na na na na”)
She’s got the look
She goes “na na na na na na na na” (she goes)
She goes…
She can’t talk my baby…