| Vanity | |||||||||
| I cannot speak of what I feel, And yet I feel so much. I know that woman's arms can heal me, Like an angel's touch. She says she likes the accent. She thinks it's so polite. I think she's gonna like it more, When we're alone tonight. She cannot speak of what she feels, And yet she feels so much. Except her lover's arms can heal her, Like an angel's touch. She says she likes the accent. She thinks it's so polite. I think she's gonna like it more, When we're alone tonight. Is this insanity? Is this insanity, is this insanity? Is this insanity? Is this insanity, is this insanity? Is this insanity? Is this insanity, is this insanity? Space mountain, Vanity. Vanity, Vanity, Vanity Money's money, my little honey. A rich man's jokes are always funny. Build them walls but I'm coming through. Don't trouble, trouble, till it troubles you. Money's money, my little honey. A rich mans jokes are always funny. Ring came off in the heights of passion. Wear it now, and that's not fashion. She says she likes the accent. She thinks it's so polite. I think she's gonna like it more, When we're alone tonight. You open up your heart, behold Another door slams shut. (Slam!) And tongues are not of steel, But take a look how deep they cut. She says she likes the accent. En-glish-man She thinks it's so polite. I'm her En-glish-man I think she's gonna like it more, I'm her En-glis-man When we're alone tonight. I'm her En-glish-man Is this insanity? I'm her En- She says she likes the accent. glish-man Is this insanity? I'm her En- She thinks it's so polite glish-man Is this insanity? I'm her En- I think she's gonna like it more glish-man Is this insanity? When we're alone tonight. Is this insanity? Adam Ant & Marco Pirroni |
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