I saw you sitting across the room By a sailor with a tattoo'd arm Drinkin' scotch like it was two cents plain That's when I knew you weren't from the farm
You're No Angel, that's easy to see You're no angel, yeah, yeah, yeah You're no angel, but that's alright with me Yes, that's alright with me
Every time I see you wearin' something new Always dressed in the latest styles You only buy from the fancy shops Snakeskin, lame', crocodile
Penthouse apartment, yours is the best in town You got a chauffeur and a butler, too You love to stay in bed 'til half past two How your neighbors must talk about you
You're No Angel, that's easy to see Didn't get those Diamonds workin' 9 to 6 You're No Angel, but that's alright with me Yes, that's Alright with Me
Compositores: Jeffrey Craig Cook, Thomas Richard Michael Bolin (Bolin Tommy) ECAD: Obra #4545469