Vanity — текст песни (Adam Ant)

Adam ant/marco pirroni



I cannot speak of what I feel

And yet I feel so much

I know that womans arms can heal me

Like an angels touch



She says she likes the accent

She thinks its so polite

I think she going to like it more

When were alone tonight



She cannot speak of what she feels

And yet she feels so much

Except her lovers arms can heal her

Like an angels touch



Moneys money my little honey

A rich mans jokes are always funny

Build them walls but Im coming through

Dont trouble trouble till it troubles you

Moneys money my little honey

A rich mans jokes are always funny

Ring came off in heights of passion

Wear it now, and thats not fashion



You open up your heart heart behold

Another door slams shut

And tongues are not of steel

But take a look how deep they cut