"Dressed For Success" lyrics - PER GESSLE

Tried to make it little by little
Tried to make it bit by bit on my own
Quit the job, the great 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
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
Hitting a spot for the big time, baby
Get dressed for success
Shaping it up for your love
Look sharp