:: Song Lyrics

Looks Good
By Susan Greenbaum

I been sittin¹ in this bar, suckin' on liquid love
Sizin' up the clientele to see what they¹re made of
Checkin' out these gentlemen from below and above
And sisters, I can say that sometimes enough ain¹t enough
I¹m playin' all positions, runnin' every base
Practicin' my pitching while I'm straightenin' my lace
Swingin' for the left-field wall, see it on my face
Hey, what's your name, get in the game--let's pick up the pace

I got two blue eyes that can see
I wanna look good to somebody who looks good to me

Brown or black or sandy, curly's cute and straight's divine
Button-downs are dandy, jeans are so genuine
T-shirts are to die for, pin stripes suit me fine
I don't care what you wear, just pour the French red wine
Jimmy by the jukebox, dressed in navy blue
Timmy by the TV, lookin' a little too J. Crew
Billy's by the billiards­oo, what a view
Sit tight, hon, cuz when I¹m done, there might be one for you

I'm choosey, and that's how it's gonna be
I wanna look good to somebody who looks good to me

Don't want a man who keeps his secrets hid
Don't want a man who wants candy like a kid
Don't want a man who doesn't know what he just did
Don't want a man who can't unscrew the tightest lid
Don't need a man who's just hangin' on the rim
Don't need a man who keeps tryin' to sneak in
Don't need a man who's too dumb to know he's dim
Don't need a man who thinks that I need him

I'm going on a little shopping spree
I wanna look good to somebody who looks good to me