Adam Ant - Vanity

Adam Ant - Vanity



Adam Ant&Marco Pirroni
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 going to 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
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 man`s jokes are always funny
Ring came off in heights of passion
Wear it now, and that`s 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