What she got she got to give it to somebody
What she got she got to give it to someone
It's not a case of growin' up or lots of money
It's just the fundamental twist of the sun
What she got she got to let somebody find it ("Really?")
What she got is not for her to keep alone ("Oh!")
Nobody's got a clue if there is such a reason ("Yea?")
Why she wanna play it o-on her own
She's got nothing on but the radio
She's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
What she got she got to give to some contender
What she got is just like gold dust on a shelf
And no one's got a clue what's on her brave agenda
Why she wanna keep it keep it to herself
She's got nothing on but the radio
It's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
Who did the painting on my wall?
Who left a poem down the hall?
Oh I don't understand at all, he-he-hey
She's got nothing on but the radio
She's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
She's got nothing on but the radio
It's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
She takes my breath away
She takes my breath away
Roxette - Shes Got The Look Lyrics
Roxette - Shes Got The Look Lyrics
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What she got she got to give it to somebody
What she got she got to give it to someone
It's not a case of growin' up or lots of money
It's just the fundamental twist of the sun
What she got she got to let somebody find it ("Really?")
What she got is not for her to keep alone ("Oh!")
Nobody's got a clue if there is such a reason ("Yea?")
Why she wanna play it o-on her own
She's got nothing on but the radio
She's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
What she got she got to give to some contender
What she got is just like gold dust on a shelf
And no one's got a clue what's on her brave agenda
Why she wanna keep it keep it to herself
She's got nothing on but the radio
It's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
Who did the painting on my wall?
Who left a poem down the hall?
Oh I don't understand at all, he-he-hey
She's got nothing on but the radio
She's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
She's got nothing on but the radio
It's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
She takes my breath away
She takes my breath away
What she got she got to give it to someone
It's not a case of growin' up or lots of money
It's just the fundamental twist of the sun
What she got she got to let somebody find it ("Really?")
What she got is not for her to keep alone ("Oh!")
Nobody's got a clue if there is such a reason ("Yea?")
Why she wanna play it o-on her own
She's got nothing on but the radio
She's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
What she got she got to give to some contender
What she got is just like gold dust on a shelf
And no one's got a clue what's on her brave agenda
Why she wanna keep it keep it to herself
She's got nothing on but the radio
It's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
Who did the painting on my wall?
Who left a poem down the hall?
Oh I don't understand at all, he-he-hey
She's got nothing on but the radio
She's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
She's got nothing on but the radio
It's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
She takes my breath away
She takes my breath away
Writer: PER HAKAN GESSLE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group