He stalks the club with cupid's toy Foremost in his mind Jacks his body into shape And leaves the rest behind He has a pea for a brain A spud for a heart A scar on his cheek And a rubber duck in his bath This boy doesn't give love This boy doesn't get love
He stalks the club with eagle eyes Springing on his heels Likes to throw a hand of dice Then hang them in his wheels He has a crease in his jeans A frown on his face The scent of a man Who thinks he has taste
She smiles as he buys her a drink Standing at the end of the bar He feels helpless when she looks in his eyes Suddenly there's love in his heart
He stalks the club with such a smile Forever on the move He takes pride in looking smart And knowing when to groove He has a heart on a chain His picture inside A ring in one ear Dark glasses at night
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