Vanity

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