I can feel her rapid waves Dark and glittering sharp and shimmering So pure, so damn pure
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
She was woven with cloud and glass Eyes like crystals and frozen fire She stole in dressed only in a bracelet Scarlet lipstick as sweet as a raisin So pure, so damn pure
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm Lie to me Matilda, Li-li-ie to me Lie to me Matilda, Li-li-lie to me Couse I’m no damn good. Lie to me Matilda, Li-li-lie to me Lie to me Matilda, Li-li-li to me Couse I’m no damn good
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm I can feel the clock, tick-tock, tick-tock In her room, ohh in her room I can feel the clock, tick-tock, tick-tock In her room, ohhh in her room
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm Dancing in the Kitchen cooking up a snowstorm Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstormTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
