Fascinating lady, snowflake in the sun You make me feel so bourgeois Oh, you've captured everyone I hear you've been a dancer At some famous Paris show And million dollar lovers Neatly saw you to your door Nineteen fifty seven, Sweetheart of the year Secret of your beauty, Was your moontan and your fear And now you run this city You're still honey to the flies Attract the in crowd dandies Faraway-look in their eyes You're the bright, nocturnal Vanilla Queen Your mask is sterile dignity Tell me why, nocturnal Vanilla Queen You haunt me, even in my dreams It couldn't be avoided We were bound to meet I knew you would drag me down And toss me off my feet Sweet moments of desire Sweet moments of relief You blew down my fences You're natural make-believe
You're the bright, nocturnal Vanilla Queen Your mask is sterile dignity Tell me why, nocturnal Vanilla Queen You haunt me, even in my dreamsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
