Yeah, yeah, yeah Try to make it little by little Try to make it bit by bit on my own Quit the job, the grave believers Another town where I can come to the phone What you gonna tell your mother? Oh, oh, oh What you gonna tell your father? I don't know What you 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 For your love Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm not afraid of trembling flower I'll be your heart and blow the dust from your eyes Oh, oh, oh And in the dark things happen faster I love the way you sway your hips next to mine Oh What you gonna tell your mother? Oh, oh, oh What you gonna tell your father? I don't know What you 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, yeah Oh, oh, oh What you gonna tell your mother? Oh, oh, oh What you gonna tell your father? I don't know What you gonna tell your mother? Let me go Dressed for success Mmm, I'm gonna get dressed for success 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 For your love Yeah, yeah, yeah For your love Yeah, yeah, yeah For your love Yeah, yeah, yeah For your love Yeah, yeah, yeah For your love Yeah Thanks for watching!