There it is, the look, the winner you Once talked of being Give her one last kiss and Dive right out the window screaming No truth decent, It was summer from the waist down She blew the troops right off your feet She tells you she's God's grammy
Her, the only game in town, a queen of competence Blind in front of mirrors, proving nothings says a lot
Wham bam thank you Charlie Vanity is all You wander lonely to the scene A crawling up the walls
Compositores: David Robert Jones (PRS), Hunt B. Sales (BMI), Tony SalesEditores: Jones Music America (ASCAP), Rzo Music Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2019 (30/Ago)ECAD verificado obra #1827047 e fonograma #20118573 em 12/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM