by The Pretenders

Got brass in pocket
Got bottle, I'm gonna use it.
Intention
I feel inventive,
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Got motion, restrained emotion.
Been driving, Detroit leaning.
No reason, just seems so pleasing.
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Gonna use my arms,
Gonna use my legs,
Gonna use my style,
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers.
Gonna use my, my, my, imagination.

Cause I gonna make you see - nobody else here
No one like me.
I'm special, so special.
I gotta have some of your attention, give it to me!

Got rhythm, can't miss a beat.
Got a new [bad word] so reet.
Got something. I'm winking at you,
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice.

Gonna use my arms,
Gonna use my legs,
Gonna use style,
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers,
Gonna use my my my imagination.

Cause I gonna make you see - nobody else here, no one like me.
I'm special, so special.
I gotta have some of your attention, give it to me!

I'm gonna make you see - nobody else here, no one like me,
I'm special, so special.
I gotta have some of your attention, give it to me!

Give it to me!
Give it to me!
Give it to me!