domingo, 29 de marzo de 2009

* [Couplet]
Tried to make it little by little,
tried to make it bit by bit on my own.
Quit the job, the grey believers,
another town where I get close to the bone.

Whatcha gonna tell your brother? - Oh oh oh.
Whatcha gonna tell your father? - I don't know!
Whatcha gonna tell you mother? - Let me go...

[Chorus]
I'm gonna get dressed for success,
shaping me up for the big time, baby.
Get dressed for success shaping it up for your love yea yea yea.

[Couplet]
I'm not afraid, a trembling flower.
I'll feed your heart and blow the dust from your eyes
and in the dark thing happen faster,
I love the way you sway your hips next to mine,

Whatcha gonna tell your brother? - Oh oh oh.
Whatcha gonna tell your father? - I don't know!
Whatcha gonna tell you mother? - Let me go...

[Chorus]
I'm gonna get dressed for success,
hitting a spot for the big time, baby.
Get dressed for success shaping it up for your love. Look Sharp!