| Damian: Look at me-
|
| I’m cool, and I’m charming
|
| Debonair and disarming-
|
| That’s me to a T
|
| Take a look at me
|
| Don’t need no fandango-
|
| I’ve got all of the angles,
|
| Just look at me!
|
| Damian: Look at me
|
| I ain’t no beginner,
|
| A natural winner-
|
| That’s me to a T
|
| Take a look at me
|
| I can sing a Capella-
|
| I’m a hell of a fella,
|
| Just look at me!
|
| Keith: you know nothing at all about ladies,
|
| Let me give you a piece of advice.
|
| You’re heading for nothing but trouble-
|
| You’ll be paying a hell of a price.
|
| 'Cos you think you’re a bit of a killer
|
| That the ladies will fall at your feet-
|
| Ha! |
| They could eat you for supper
|
| And spit you right out on the street
|
| Damian: Look at me
|
| Your resistance will crumble-
|
| get ready to rumble.
|
| One, two, three!
|
| Take a look at me
|
| I’m as fit as a fiddle,
|
| So let’s hide it a little
|
| Just you and me!
|
| Keith: It’s a very bad time to be cocky-
|
| When you’re out there on the pull.
|
| Hold your horse like a jockey
|
| And don’t rush in like a bull!
|
| You have to be patient with ladies
|
| And tell them what they want to hear.
|
| Keep a steady aim on your target,
|
| Don’t shoot like a young pistoleer!
|
| Damian: look at me
|
| I ain’t no beginner
|
| A natural winner-
|
| That’s me to a T!
|
| Take a look at me
|
| I can sing a Capella
|
| I’m a hell of a fella-
|
| Just look at me!
|
| Keith: take a good look at yourself
|
| For goodness sake-
|
| All the ladies are laughing-
|
| Ask yourself why
|
| Take a good look at yourself
|
| And you will see
|
| A natural loser,
|
| Take it from me!
|
| Both sing their last parts at the same time |