| You can win the admiration,
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| Of the current population,
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| You can be star,
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| Long as you’re lookin’good!
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| You have made the main connection,
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| You can win the next election,
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| Don’t care who you are,
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| Just leave them mesmerised, give their eyes a picture to play with,
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| And you will be so surprised at how much you can get away with!
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| Long as you’re lookin’good!
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| Let that be your main credential,
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| You’ll get treatment preferential,
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| It’s a rule that’s still essentially iron-clad,
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| Remember you can’look bad,
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| Long as you’re lookin’good!
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| You can tell the world to shove it,
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| Show 'em crap and make 'em love it!
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| Uh!
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| You can run their life,
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| Long as you’re lookin’good!
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| They’ll believe you walk on water,
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| Even trust you with their daughter,
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| Sometimes with their wife,
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| Don’t have to know a thing, just look like you’re a sensation,
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| Don’t have to dance or sing to get that standing ovation!
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| Long as you’re lookin’good!
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| You can show up late for dinner,
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| Play the saint or play the sinner,
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| A blag, a crank, a rank beginner,
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| Or just a cad!
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| Remember you can’t look bad,
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| Long as you’re looking good!
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| Long as you’re soundin’good! |