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You look good to me, oh can I take your picture?
Is it fair to say that you're mine, you belong to me?
You got in for free
It doesn't matter 'cause it's up to me
If I had my way, the things I'd do I couldn't begin to say
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What a piece of cake. I could be with you
Wouldn't that be great. To decapitate your mate
And now I'm looking back to see all the things that went wrong
When you look just like King Kong
Little things that go wrong
Chorus
(you look good to me)
And now I'm looking back to see all the things that went wrong
When I look just like King Kong
Little things do go wrong