Written By: Chrissie Hynde, James Honeyman-Scott

Lyrics (Start at 0:03):

I got brass in pocket
I got bottle, l’m gonna use it
Intention, I feel inventive
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Got motion, restrained emotion
Been driving, Detroit leanin’
No reason, just seems so pleasing
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my imagination

‘Cause l’m gonna make you see
There’s nobody else here, no one like me
I’m special (Special)
So special (Special)
I gotta have some of your attention, give it to me

I got rhythm, I can’t miss a beat
I got a new skank, so reet
I got something, I’m winking at you
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my, my, my imagination

‘Cause l’m gonna make you see
There’s nobody else here, no one like me
I’m special (Special)
So special (Special)
I gotta have some of your attention, give it to me

‘Cause l’m gonna make you see
There’s nobody else here, no one like me
I’m special (Special)
So special (Special)
I gotta have some of your attention, give it to me

Oh
And when you walk