The Look

   A                                                  C 
1. Walking like a man, hitting like a hammer, she's a juvenile scam. Never 
   was a quitter, 
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   tasty like a raindrop, she's got the look. 
 
   Heavenly bound cause 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. 
 
                 A 
R: She's got the look. She's got the look. 
               C                G                    A 
   What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue. 
             C               G              A 
   When everything I'll ever do I'll do for you 
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   and I go: la la la la la she's got the look. 
 
2. 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. 
 
R: She's got the look... 
 
3. 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. 
 
                 A                                            G  D 
   And she goes: na na na na na na na na...  (many many na's) 
                 A   G  D 
   She's got the look.