Brass In Pocket - (Tribute to The Pretenders)

Got brass in pocket
Got bottle, I'm gonna use it
Intentions, I feel inventive
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice
Commotion, restrained emotion
Been divin', diesel leanin'
No reason, just seem so crazy
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my imagination, whoa

'Cause I'm gonna make you see
There's nobody else here
No one like me
I'm special (Special)
So special (Special)
I gotta have some of your attention
Give it to me

Got rhythm, can't miss a beat
Got music, so reet
Got somethin', I wink and I tell
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my imagination, whoa

'Cause I'm gonna make you see
There's nobody else here
No one like me
I'm special (Special)
So special (Special)
I gotta have some of your attention
Give it to me

'Cause I'm gonna make you see
There's nobody else here
No one like me

I'm special (Special)
So special (Special)
I gotta have some of your attention
Give it to me

Any way you want