Look at Me Songtext
von Celtic Thunder
Look at Me Songtext
D: Look at me
I′m cool and I'm charming
Debonair and disarming
That′s me to a T
Take a look at me
Don't need no fandangle's
I′ve got all of the angles
Just look at me
-D: Look at me
-K: Look at you
D: I ain′t no beginner
A natural winner
That's me to a T
-D: Take a look at me
-K: Take a look at you
D: I can sing acapella
I′m a helluva fella
Just look at me
K: You know nothin' at all about ladies
Let me give you a piece of advice
You′re headin' for nothin′ but trouble
You'll be paying a helluva price
Cuz You think you're a bit of a killer
That the ladies will fall at your feet "Ha"
They could eat you for supper
And spit you right out on the street
-D: Look at me
-K: Look at you
D: Your resistance will crumble
Get ready to rumble 1, 2, 3!
-D: take a Look at me
-K: take a Look at you
D: I′m as fit as a fiddle
So let′s hi-diddle-diddle
Just you and me
K: It's a very bad time to be cocky
When you′re out there on all alone
Hold your horse like a jockey
And don't rush in like a bull
You have to be patient with ladies
And tell them what they want to hear
Keep a steady aim on your target
Don′t shoot like a young pistoleer
K: Take a good look at yourself
For goodness sake
All the ladies are laughin'
Ask yourself why
Take a good look at yourself
And you will see
A natural loser
Take it from me
D: Look at me
I ain′t no beginner
A natural winner
That's me to a T
Take a look at me
I can sing acappella
I'm a helluva fella
Just look at me
Damian & Keith repeat what they just sang at the same time
-K: Take it from me
-D: Look at me
I′m cool and I'm charming
Debonair and disarming
That′s me to a T
Take a look at me
Don't need no fandangle's
I′ve got all of the angles
Just look at me
-D: Look at me
-K: Look at you
D: I ain′t no beginner
A natural winner
That's me to a T
-D: Take a look at me
-K: Take a look at you
D: I can sing acapella
I′m a helluva fella
Just look at me
K: You know nothin' at all about ladies
Let me give you a piece of advice
You′re headin' for nothin′ but trouble
You'll be paying a helluva price
Cuz You think you're a bit of a killer
That the ladies will fall at your feet "Ha"
They could eat you for supper
And spit you right out on the street
-D: Look at me
-K: Look at you
D: Your resistance will crumble
Get ready to rumble 1, 2, 3!
-D: take a Look at me
-K: take a Look at you
D: I′m as fit as a fiddle
So let′s hi-diddle-diddle
Just you and me
K: It's a very bad time to be cocky
When you′re out there on all alone
Hold your horse like a jockey
And don't rush in like a bull
You have to be patient with ladies
And tell them what they want to hear
Keep a steady aim on your target
Don′t shoot like a young pistoleer
K: Take a good look at yourself
For goodness sake
All the ladies are laughin'
Ask yourself why
Take a good look at yourself
And you will see
A natural loser
Take it from me
D: Look at me
I ain′t no beginner
A natural winner
That's me to a T
Take a look at me
I can sing acappella
I'm a helluva fella
Just look at me
Damian & Keith repeat what they just sang at the same time
-K: Take it from me
-D: Look at me
Writer(s): Phil Coulter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com