Woah, woah, woah
Oh
Alright
We go walkin', a-she's not talkin'
Just smile sweet and my heart goes a-rockin'
She say, "How come," and I say, "Why not?"
She smile sweet and my heart drop like rock
Oh, lookin' for romance
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Oh, fat chance
Oh, lord, everything is just awry
I can tell tonight's the night
Look at the way she walks, the way she moves
A-come on, honey, let's put it into groove
Oh, lookin' for romance
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Oh, fat chance
Stick it in the gutters, boys
I whisper nothings into her ear
She don't say nothing
Baby, she don't hear
Maybe she's in a love trance
Fat chance
A-fat chance
Oh!
Get down, sucker
Well, I (Well, I)
I shined my shoes
And well, I (Well, I)
I combed my hair
Well, I (Well, I)
I washed my car
Well, I (Well, I)
I thought I know she really cares
Oh, I can dig those tight pants a-movin' through the door
Oh, I can dig a slow dance, a-movin' 'cross the floor
Oh, I can shoot my love glance until she begs for more
And then we'll make sweet romance until we both are sore
Oh, lookin' for romance
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Oh, fat chance
Yeah, yeah' yeah
Oh, lookin' for romance
Tight pants, slow dance, romance
Oh, a-fat chance
A-fat chance
Uh, a-fat chance
