Pale moonlight    Neon-bright    Whispers in the early night       Golden mane    Read 'The Game'    Watch them drawn like moths to flame       Studied 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, honey    Used 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 wrong       Peacock strut    Collar up    Watch him while he fills his cup       Sultry glare    Piercing stare    Practiced in the mirror       Studied 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, honey    Used 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 wrong       Are you feeling it? Feeling the love in the room? Well you're feeling something    Anyone'll do       Studied 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, honey    Used 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 wrong       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 ever let you turn an inch into a smile, honey    Like 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 then God got it wrong    She got it wrong