Buffalo Stance

C D C D Em Em Em Em Fm (Who who who who…) Whose that gigolo on the street? Gm With his hands in his pockets and his crocodile feet Fm Hanging off the curb, looking all disturbed Gm At the boys from home, they all came running Fm They were making noise, manhandling toys Gm That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls Fm Wearing padded bras sucking beers through straws Gm Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours? Em Gigolo, Huh, sucker. Gigolo. Gigolo, Huh, sucker C Whose looking good today? D Whose looking good in every way? C No style rookie D You better watch don't mess with me D7 Eb7 E7 F7 C D No moneyman can win my love C D It's sweetness that I'm thinking of C We always hang in a Buffalo Stance D We do the dive every time we dance C I'll give you love baby not romance D I'll make a move nothing left to chance D7 Eb7 E7 F7 So don't you get fresh with me Em Get funky. Yeah Timmy. Tell it like it is. (Check out this DJ) Fm 1, 2, So you say you wanted money but you know it's never funny Gm When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy Fm But you had to have style get a gold tooth smile Gm Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile Fm Committed a crime and went inside Gm It was coming your way but you had to survive Fm When you lost your babe, you lost the race Gm Now you're looking at me to take her place C Whose looking good today? D Whose looking good in every way? C No style rookie D You better watch don't mess with me D7 Eb7 E7 F7 C D No moneyman can win my love C D It's sweetness that I'm thinking of C We always hang in a Buffalo Stance D We do the dive every time we dance C I'll give you love baby not romance D I'll make a move nothing left to chance D7 Eb7 E7 F7 So don't you get fresh with me Em Smoking, not toking, get funky sax Fm Looking good, hanging with the wild bunch Gm Looking good in a Buffalo Stance Fm Looking good when it comes to the crunch Gm Looking good's a state of mind Fm State of mind don't look behind you Gm State of mind or you'll be dead Fm State of mind may I remind you Gm Bomb the Bass Fm Rock this place Gm What is he like? Fm What's he like anyway? Gm Fm Gm Yo man what do you expect, the guy's a gigolo man Fm You know what I mean? D7 Eb7 E7 F7 Huh. C D No moneyman can win my love C D It's sweetness that I'm thinking of C We always hang in a Buffalo Stance D We do the dive every time we dance C I'll give you love baby not romance D I'll make a move nothing left to chance D7 Eb7 E7 F7 So don't you get fresh with me N.C. Wind on my face, sound in my ears N.C. Water from my eyes, and you on my mind N.C. As I sink, diving down deep, deeper into your soul C D No moneyman can win my love C D It's sweetness that I'm thinking of C D No moneyman can win my love C D It's sweetness that I'm thinking of C D No moneyman can win my love C D No moneyman can win my love C D No moneyman can win my love C No moneyman D7 Eb7 E7 F7 D7