Angy - the look ( gala 4 )

Angy - the look ( gala 4 )
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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,
loving is a wild dog, She got the look
[Chorus]
She's got the look
She's got the look
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn bleu
when everything I'll ever do I'll do for you
and I go: la la la la la la,
She's got the look
[Verse 2]
Fire in the ice,
nked to the T-bone is a lover's disguise
hanging 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,
kissing is the ocean, wet sand, she's got the look.
[Chorus]
She's got the look She's got the look
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn bleu
when everything I'll ever do I'll do for you
And she goes: na na na na na na na na...