Lyrics of
Dressed For Success

Tried to make it little by little
Tried to make it bit by bit on my own
Quit the job, the grey believers
Another town where I get close to the bone
Whatcha gonna tell your brother? oh
Whatcha gonna tell your father? I don't know!
Whatcha gonna tell your mother? Let me go
I'm gonna get dressed for success
Shaping me up for the big time, baby
Get dressed for success
Shaping it up for your love
For your love, yea yea yea
I'm not afraid
A trembling flower
I'll feed your heart and blow
The dust from your eyes
And in the dark things happen faster
I love the way you
Sway your hips next to mine
Whatcha gonna tell your brother?
What you're gonna tell your father?
What you're gonna tell your mother
Let me go
I'm gonna get dressed for success
Shaping me up for the big time, baby
Get dressed for success
Shaping it up for your love
Whatcha gonna tell your brother?
What you're gonna tell your father?
What you're gonna tell your mother
Let me go
Dressed for success
I'm gonna get dressed for success
I'm gonna get dressed for success
Shaping me up for the big time, baby
Get dressed for success
Shaping it up for your love