He

said

I'm

fabu-

lous-

ly

rich

C'-

mon

just

let's

go

She

kin-

da

bit

her

lip

Geez,

I

don't

know

But

I

can

gua-

ran-

tee

There'll

be

no

knock

on

the

door

I'm

to-

tal

pro

That's

what

I'm

here

for

I

come

from

down-

town

Born

rea-

dy

for

you

Armed

with

will

and

de-

ter-

mi-

na-

tion

And

grace,

too

The

se-

cret

rules

of

en-

ga-

ge-

ment

Are

hard

to

en-

dorse

When

the

ap-

pea-

rance

of

con-

flict

Meets

the

ap-

pea-

rance

of

force

But

I

can

gua-

ran-

tee

There'll

be

no

knock

on

the

door

I'm

to-

tal

pro

That's

what

I'm

here

for

I

come

from

down-

town

Born

rea-

dy

for

you

Armed

with

skill

and

it's

frus-

tra-

tion

And

Grace,

Too

Him,

here,

now,

ugh!

Him,

here,

now,

ugh!