Who's that gigolo on the street
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With his hands in his pockets and his crocadile feet
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Hanging off the curb, looking all disturbed
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At the boys from home. They all came running
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They were making noise, manhandling toys
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That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls
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Wearing padded bras sucking beers through straws
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Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours?
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Gigolo, Huh, sukka?
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Gigolo. Gigolo, Huh, sukka?
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Chorus 1:
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Who's looking good today?
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Who's looking good in every way?
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No style rookie
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You better watch don't mess with me
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Chorus 2:
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No moneyman can win my love
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It's sweetness that I'm thinking of.
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We always hang in a Buffalo Stance
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We do the dive every time we dance
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I'll give you love baby not romance
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I'll make a move nothing left to chance
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So don't you get fresh with me
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Get funky. Yeah Timmy.
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Tell it like it is. Check out this DJ.
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So you say you wanted money but you know it's never funny
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When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy
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But you had to have style get a gold tooth smile
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Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile
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Committed a crime and went inside
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It was coming your way but you had to survive
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When you lost your babe, you lost the race
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Now you're looking at me to take her place.
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Chorus 1
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Smokin.' Not cokin.' Get funky sax.
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Looking good, hanging with the wild bunch.
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Looking good in a Buffalo Stance.
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Looking good when it comes to the crunch
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Looking good's a state of mind
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State of mind don't look behind you
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State of mind or you'll be dead
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State of mind may I remind you
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Bomb the Bass...rock this place!
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What is he like? What's he like anway?
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Yo' man what do you expect the guy's a gigolo man
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You know I mean?
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Chorus 2 (twice)
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Wind on my face, sound in my ears
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Water from my eyes, and you on my mind
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As I sink, diving down deep...deeper into your soul.
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Chorus 2 ...
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Buffalo Stance
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Neneh Cherry |