Dressed For Success - EMI Demo May 26-30, 1987 Songtext
von Roxette

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 grossed 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
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I′m not afraid, 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? (Oh, oh, oh)
Whatcha gonna tell your father? (I don't know)
Whatcha gonna tell your mother? (Let me go, yeah)

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

I′m gonna get dressed for success
Hitting the spot for the big time
Baby, get dressed for success
Shaping it up for your love
Look sharp

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

I′m gonna get dressed for success
Hitting the spot for the big time
Baby, get dressed for success
Shaping it up for your love

I'm gonna get dressed for success...