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Who's that gigolo on the street with his hands in his pocket
And his crocodile feet hanging on the kerb looking all disturbed?
As the boys from home they all came running
They were making noise manhandling toys.
That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls
Wearing padded bras suckin' beer through strawswhere did you get yours?
Who's lookin' good today? Who's lookin' good in ev'ry way?
No stylerookieyou better watchdon't mess with me.
No moneyman can win my loveit's sweetness that I'm thinking of
We always hang in a buffalo stancewe do the dive every timewe dance
I'll give you lovebabynot romance
I'll make a move nothing left to chanceso don't you get fresh with me!
So you say you wanted moneybut you know it's never funny
When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy.
But you had to have styleget a cold tooth smile
Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile.
Comitted a crime and went insideit was coming your way
But you had to survivewhen you lost your babe you lost the race
Nowyou're looking at me to take her place.
Who's lookin' good today? Who's lookin' good in ev'ry way?
No stylerookieyou better watchdon't mess with me.
No moneyman can win myy loveit's sweetness that I'm thinking of...
Lookin' good hanging' with the wild bunchlookin' good in a buffalo stance
Lookin' good when it comes to the crunchlookin' good's a state ofmind.
State of minddon't look behind youstate of mind or you'll be dead
State of mind
I remind youbomb the bassrock this place.
No moneyman can win my loveit's sweetness that I'm thinking of...
Wind on my facesounds in my earswater from my eyesand you on my mind
As I sinkdivin' down deepdeeper into your soul.
No moneyman can win my loveit's sweetness that I'm thinking of
No moneyman can win my loveit's sweetness that I'm thinking of
No moneyman can win my loveno moneyman can win my love.
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