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, oh, 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, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm not afraid, a trembling flower

I'll feed your heart and blow the dust from your eyes, oh, oh, oh

And in the dark things happen faster

I love the way you sway your hips next to mine (oh)

Whatcha gonna tell your brother?

Oh, oh, 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

Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa

Whatcha gonna tell your brother?

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Whatcha gonna tell your father?

I don't know!

Whatcha gonna tell your mother?

Let me go

Dressed for success

I'm gonna get dressed for success

I'm gonna get dressed for success

Hitting a spot for the big time, baby

Get dressed for success

Shaping it up for your love

For your love, yeah, yeah, yeah

For your love, yeah, yeah, yeah

For your love, yeah, yeah, yeah

For your love, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah