Dressed For Success lyrics

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 your mother? - Let me go...

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.
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I'm not afraid, a trembling flower,
I'll feed your heart and blow the dust from your eyes
And in the dark things 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 your mother? - Let me go...

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!