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Smoke City
Flying Away
Mr. Gorgeous (and Miss Curvaceous)
Words and Music by Marc Brown/Nina Miranda
| Cool and calm, Mr Gorgeous |
| Walks up to the bar and orders |
| As he passes by, they all sigh
- ah... |
| When he moves just like a panther, |
| He feels your gaze, but won't
look at'tcha |
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| You won't get a smile, |
| Coz it's really not his style |
| Oh, |
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| Ay, ay, ay.... |
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| She's so slick and so curvaceous |
| The way she walks is quite
contagious |
| Eager eyes follow her thighs,
and go, uuu |
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| The way she moves strikes a
chord |
| And hits the groove |
| But she ignores the hopeful
advances, |
| No, she won't give no chances
at all |
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| Ay, ay, ay.... |
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| All alone our Miss Curvaceous |
| Back at her place finds her
bed too spacious |
| As she passes her own reflection,
sighs |
| Ooh.. |
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| Mr Gorgeous is feeling lonely |
| He wishes that if he could
only... |
| Smile, once a while, oh |
| So lonely, poor thing |
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| Ay, ay, ay... |
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| So while you're shaking your
hips |
| (um hum) |
| Keep your lips turned up |
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