Flying Flapjacks

The Looker

Flying Flapjacks


Walkin’ so slowly
The bomb-shell of the party

Her clickin’ heels on the wooden floor
Her vicious curls, you couldn’t want no more

They will fight for her
‘till they fight no more
Not me, I won’t be in her private war
You’re quite a looker and that’s all you are to me

They will fight for her
‘till they fight no more
Not me, I won’t be in her private war
You’re quite a looker and that’s all you’ll ever be

Sippin’ on her champaign
She comes closer and sais “have you got a name?”
I’m candy and you can’t have some
Cause I ain’t pushing your try-me button

They will fight for her
‘till they fight no more
Not me, I won’t be in her private war
You’re quite a looker and that’s all you are to me

They will fight for her
‘till they fight no more
Not me, I won’t be in her private war
You’re quite a looker and that’s all you’ll ever be

I can’t say that I like you, I don’t
I can’t say that I’ll try, I won’t
I can’t say that I like you, I don’t
I can’t say that I’ll try

Compositor: Jarl De Bruin

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