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Ce titre est extrait de l'album : Raw Like Sushi

Année de sortie : 1992  |  Label : EMI Who's that gigolo on the street
With his hands in his pocket
An his crocodile feet
Hangin' off the curb
Lookin' all disturbed
As the boys from home
They all came runnin'
They were makin' noise
Manhandling toys
That's the girls on the block
With the nasty curls
Wearing padded bras
Suckin' beers through straws
Dropping down their draws
Where did you get yours ?
Who's lookin' good today
Who's lookin' good in every way
No style rookie
You better watch don't mess with me
No money man can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinkin' of
We always hang in a buffalo stance
We do the dive everytime we dance
I'll give you love baby not romance
I'll make a move nothin left to chance
So don't you get fresh with me
So you say you wanted money
But you know it's never funny
When your shoes worn through
And there's a rumble in your tummy
But you had to have style
Get a gold tooth smile
Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile
Committed a crime and went inside
It was coming your way
But you had to survive
When you lost your babe
You lost the race
Now you're lookin' at me to take her place
Lookin' good hanging with the wild bunch
Lookin' good in a buffalo stance
Lookin' good when it comes to the crunch
Lookin' good's a state of mind
State of mind don't look behind you
State of mind or you'll be dead
State of mind may I remind you
Bomb the base, rock this place
Wind on my face, sound in my ears
Water from my eyes and you on my mind
As I sink, divin' down deep
Deaper into your soul.

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