God's Gift to Women Lyrics

Pale moonlight, neon-bright
Whispers in the early night
Golden mane, read 'The Game'
Watch them drawn like moths to flameStudied the practical tactics of pick-ups
Right down to the pitfalls and hiccups
Before you start I say, "Stop, it's a stick-up"Used to being the guy that gets the girl
But if we were the last two people in the world
The human race would face extinction
Before I'd get it on, honeyUsed to being the guy that gets the girl
Not if we were the last two people in the world
Mister, mister, why haven't you gone?
If you're God's gift to women then God got it wrongPeacock strut, collar up
Watch him while he fills his cup
Sultry glare, piercing stare
Practiced in the mirrorStudied the practical tactics of pick-ups
Right down to the pitfalls and hiccups
Before you start I say, "Stop, it's a stick-up"Used to being the guy that gets the girl
But if we were the last two people in the world

The human race would face extinction
Before I'd get it on, honeyUsed to being the guy that gets the girl
Not if we were the last two people in the world
Mister, mister, why haven't you gone?
If you're God's gift to women then God got it wrongAre you feeling it, feeling the love in the room?
You feeling it, feeling the love in the room?
You feeling it, feeling the love?
Well, you're feeling something anyone will doStudied the practical tactics of pick-ups
Right down to the pitfalls and hiccups
Before you start I say, "Stop, it's a stick-up"Used to being the guy that gets the girl
But if we were the last two people in the world
The human race would face extinction
Before I'd get it on, honeyUsed to being the guy that gets the girl
Not if we were the last two people in the world
Mister, mister, why haven't you gone?
If you're God's gift to women then God got it wrongUsed to being the guy that gets the girl
But if we were the last two people in the world
The human race would face extinction
Before I'd ever let you turn an inch into a smile, honeyLike you still got a chance
It's just amusing watching you dance
Mister, mister, why haven't you gone?If you're God's gift to women, if you're God's gift to women
If you're God's gift to women then God got it wrong
She got it wrong