Buffalo Stance -- Neneh Cherry

Charted: 1989
Peaked at #3
Virgin -- 99231
From the album "Raw Like Sushi" and from the movie "Slaves Of New York"
Written by Cherry / McVey / Ramacon / Morgan
B-Side "Buffalo Stance" (Electro Ski Mix)
45 RPM and Cassette -- 4:07

Who's that gigolo on the street
With his hands in his pockets and his crocodile feet
Hanging off the curb looking all disturbed
And the boys from home, they all came running
They were making noise, man-handling toys
That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls
Wearing padded bras, sucking beers through straws
Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours

Gigolo
Huh, sucka
Gigolo, gigolo
Huh, sucka

Chorus:
Who's looking good today
Who's looking good in every way
No style rookie
You better watch, don't mess with me
No money man can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
We always hang in a Buffalo Stance
We do the dive every time we dance
I'll give you love, baby, not romance
I'll make a move, nothing left to chance
So, don't you get fresh with me

Get funky
Yeah, Timmy
Tell it like it is
Check out this DJ

So you say you wanted money. but you know it's never funny
When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy
But, you had to have style, get a gold tooth smile
Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile
Committed a crime and went inside
It was coming your way, but you had to survive
When you lost your babe, you lost the race
Now you're looking at me to take her place

Chorus

Smokin', not cokin', get funky sax
Looking good, hanging with the wild bunch
Looking good in a Buffalo Stance
Looking good when it comes to the crunch
Looking good's a state of mind
State of mind don't look behind you
State of mind or you'll be dead
State of mind may I remind you
Bomb the bass, rock this place
What is he like
What's he like anyway
Yo, man, what do you expect
The guy's a gigolo, man
You know what I mean

No money man can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
We always hang in a Buffalo Stance
We do the dive every time we dance
I'll give you love, baby, not romance
I'll make a move, nothing left to chance
So, don't you get fresh with me

Wind on my face, sound in my ears
Water from my eyes and you on my mind
As I sink, diving down deep
Deeper into your soul

No money man can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
No money man can win my love
It's sweetness that I'm thinking of
No money man can win my love
No money man can win my love