Mr. Gorgeous

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