歌曲 | Savoir Faire |
歌手 | Sheena Easton |
专辑 | The Best Of Sheena Easton |
Savoir Faire | |
She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse | |
And she going where the lights are on | |
She shaking obscene like a fucking machine | |
And she磗 gone, gone, gone | |
She cooking crack giving us heart attack | |
And she living in a kooky show | |
She open your mind for the millionth time | |
And then go, go, go | |
And she got everything she needs | |
She got pretty, pretty feet | |
And she got flowers in her hair | |
Yeah, yeah | |
She got savoir faire | |
Yeah, yeah | |
She shaking the scene outside in between | |
And she rocking to the loony tunes | |
And she make love and swallow a dove | |
In her room, room, room | |
She speeding away thru the city today | |
And she living in a kooky show | |
With showlife, lowlife watching her go | |
And then move, move, move | |
And she got everything she needs | |
(harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
And she got pretty pretty feet | |
(painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
And she got flowers in her hair | |
(daffodils from windowsills) | |
She got savoir faire | |
Yeah, yeah |
Savoir Faire | |
She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse | |
And she going where the lights are on | |
She shaking obscene like a fucking machine | |
And she zhuān gone, gone, gone | |
She cooking crack giving us heart attack | |
And she living in a kooky show | |
She open your mind for the millionth time | |
And then go, go, go | |
And she got everything she needs | |
She got pretty, pretty feet | |
And she got flowers in her hair | |
Yeah, yeah | |
She got savoir faire | |
Yeah, yeah | |
She shaking the scene outside in between | |
And she rocking to the loony tunes | |
And she make love and swallow a dove | |
In her room, room, room | |
She speeding away thru the city today | |
And she living in a kooky show | |
With showlife, lowlife watching her go | |
And then move, move, move | |
And she got everything she needs | |
harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah, yeah | |
And she got pretty pretty feet | |
painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah | |
And she got flowers in her hair | |
daffodils from windowsills | |
She got savoir faire | |
Yeah, yeah |