Ritchie Family

Ritchie Family - Sophistication lyrics

rate me

Who, who, who do you think you are

Who, who, looks like a superstar

I'm not gonna rag about what I see

You're wasting your precious time staring at me

You try to look mysterious, but it ain't no big deal

So why must I have to tell you that you got to be real

Who, who, who drives a foreign car

Who, who, who thinks that he's a star

Who, who, who takes the game too far

Who needs some sophistication

You wear designer clothes

But, that's as far as it goes

Halston and Gucci can only take you so far

You're not half the man that you think you are

Who, who, who has an attitude

Who, who, who's wearing lots of jewels

Who, who, who's sometimes very rude

Who needs some sophistication

Who's that being deceiving, when you're not aware

Every time you turn around, what, what, what, what

What you think you see, what you think you see

What you think you see, no, really isn't there

Who, who, who's living in the past

Who, who, who's moving much too fast

Who, who, who needs to find some class

Who needs some sophistication

I'm not hard to please, but you're acting so unreal

And I hope you don't mind hearing about how I feel

Take a look in the mirror, 'cuz a mirror won't conceal

Something ain't right, you don't quite fit the bill

Who, who, who's got their head on wrong

Who, who, who sing a different song

Who, who, when all their cash is gone

Who needs some sophistication

Gonna have to change your name

'Cuz you've got yourself to blame

Gonna Have to leave this town

'Cuz we don't want you around

Who, who, who's gonna be afraid

Who, who, when all the good times end

Who, who, who needs to look ahead

Who needs some sophistication

Who, who, who has a lot to learn

Who, who, as far as I'm concerned

Who, who, who's gonna end up burned

Who needs some sophistication

I'll break it to you easy before you get your fill

Something is lacking 'cuz you don't quite fit the bill

It ain't no big deal

I wanna be for real

You think your game is tight

But something just ain't right

You're almost up to par

Do you know just who you are

I'll break it to you easy

Before you get your fill

Something is lacking

'Cuz you don't quite fit the bill

Who, who, who do you think you are

Who, who, tell me, tell me you're no star

Who, who, who do you think you are

Who, who, tell me, tell me you're no star

Who, who, who do you think you are

Who, who, tell me, tell me you're no star

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