City Boy - She's Got Style Lyrics
There's been a lot of talk about you mommaAbout your shady, entertaining waysHow late at night, providing bedside dramaIs helping you to sleep more in the day.Think of the shame, you'll never get to heavenAlthough it's heaven here right by your sideYour little ways so devious and cleverHelp me forget how much I love my wife.CHORUSShe's got style, blowing me hot then cold.She's got style, dress falling off her shoulder, like a child,Making me drop my guard as ooh, ooh, she closing the doorShe's got style, she getting rich in sin,She's got style, she gonna take us all, a certain smile,Recling with Garbo's eyes as ooh, ooh,why she leaving me asking for more?And as I leave there's one more in the doorway,He hangs his coat as you relieve him of his hat,So for an hour you'll swear to love him always (always)While you're leaving me with my feet scraping the mat.CHORUSShe' s got style, blowing me hot then coldShe's got style, dress falling off her shoulder like a child,Making me drop my guard as ooh, ooh, she closing the doorShe's got style, she getting rich in sin,She's got style, she gonna take us all, a certain smile,Recling with Garbo's eyes as ooh, ooh, she's got style, etc
