Roxette "Dressed for success" lyrics

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Dressed for success

Tried to make it little by littleTried to make it bit by bit on my ownQuit the job, the grey believersAnother town where I get close to the bone

Whatcha gonna tell your brother?OhohohWhatcha gonna tell your father?I don't knowWhatcha gonna tell your mother?Let me go...

I'm gonna get dressed for successShaping me up for the big time, babyGet dressed for successShaping it up for your love, yeah yeah yeah

I'm not afraid, a trembeling flowerI'll feed your heart and blow the dust from your eyesAnd in the dark things happen fasterI love the way you sway your hips next to mine

Whatcha gonna tell your brother?OhohohWhatcha gonna tell your father?I don't knowWhatcha gonna tell your mother?Let me go...

I'm gonna get dressed for successShaping me up for the big time, babyGet dressed for successShaping it up for your loveLook sharp!

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