
Date of issue: 24.08.1997
Song language: English
Mr. Gorgeous (And Miss Curvaceous) |
Cool and calm, Mr Gorgeous |
Walks up to the bar and orders and |
As he passes by, they all sigh — ah… |
When he moves just like a panther, |
He feels your gaze, but won’t look at ya He won’t dare a smile |
'Cause it’s really not his style at all |
Oh Aie, aie, aie, aie, aie |
Aie, aie, aie, aie, aie … |
She’s so slick and so curvaceous |
The way she walks is quite contagious |
Eager eyes follow her thighs and go, hmmm |
The way she moves strikes a chord |
Hits the groove |
But she ignores the |
Hopeful advances |
No, she won’t give no chances at all |
Aie, aie, aie, aie, aie |
Aie, aie, aie, aie, aie … |
All alone our Miss Curvaceous |
Back at her place finds her bed too spacious |
And as she passes her own reflection, sighs |
Ooh. |
Mr Gorgeous is feeling lonely |
He wishes that if he could only |
Smile, once in a while |
So lonely, poor thing |
Aie, aie, aie, aie, aie |
Aie, aie, aie, aie, aie … |
So while you are shaking your hips, keep your lips turned up |