Amanda Lear - The Stud lyrics

[Amanda Lear - The Stud lyrics]

He's too young to die too old to cry
If he talks of love people might laugh
He's too lough for love too butch to cry
He's a stud, a stud, a stud, a stud

One and only friend his motorbike
Speedin' on the road wind in his eyes
Beatin' up the old too shy to fight
He's a stud, a stud, a stud, a stud
He's too proud to jerk too pretty to work
Standin' in a street trousers too tight
He's sellin' himself to make a few bucks
He's a stud, a stud, a stud, a stud

Sure, he lies, he cheats whenever we meet
He has no finesse just a pretty face
He's so good i can't send him away
He's a stud, a stud, a stud, a stud

A stud, a stud a leather-trousered-stud!

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