They call me coquette and mademoiselle And I must admit I like it quite well It`s something to be the darling of all Le grande femme fatal,e the belle of the ball
There`s nothing as gay as life in New York There`s no other person I`d rather be I like what I do, I like what I see But where is the girl that`s supposed to be me
Ah , the apple trees Sunlite memories where we all got sprung Summers at Bordeaux Rowing the bateaux While the willow hung Just a dream ago When the world was young
Wherever I go they mention my name And that in itself is some sort of fame Come by for a drink we`re having a game Wherever I go I`m glad that I came
The talk is quite gay the company so fine There`s laughter and lights and glamour and wine And handsome young men and some of them mine But often my eyes see a different shine
Ah the apple trees Sunlite memories where we once got sprung Summers at bordeaux rowing the bateau While the willow hung Just a dream ago When the world was young
Some think that I`m fake and that I pretend to be A glamorous diva but that`s just real me It hurts but inspires everything I`ve got Cause I cannot change and just be what I`m not
And sometimes I drink too much with the crowd And sometimes I do laugh a little too loud My head might be aching but it is unbowed And sometimes I see it all through a cloud
Ah the(?zory) trees Sunlite memories Where we all have sung In our hearts will stay This beautiful day When we all got sprung Dealing with issues musically When the world was youngTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
