Lyrics Dressed For Success - Roxette

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

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
Shapin' it up for your love

For your love
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

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
Shaping me up for the big time, baby
Get dressed for success
Shapin' it up for your love

Look sharp!

Yeah, yeah, yeah

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

Dressed for success

I'm gonna get dressed for success

I'm gonna get dressed for success
Hittin' a spot for the big time, baby
Get dressed for success
Shapin' it up for your love

For your love
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

For your love
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

For your love
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

For your love
Yeah, yeah, yeah