And you know you´re na-na gonna lie to you. And in your own way. You know you're na-na gonna lie to you. And in your own way.
And I lie some other day. Oh, to do in. And you say You
know know too well. Know the chill. Know she breaks my Siren. No teenage flesh. Know that she'll know she breaks my Siren.
Now I know that you know I...
NEVER was one for a prissy girl coquette Call in for an ambulance Reach high doesn´t mean SHE´S holy just means she´s got a cellular handy almost brave almost pregnant almost, ya know in love. "VANILLA" Vanilla.
and you know you´re gonna lie to you and in your own way. And you know you're gonna lie to you. And in your own way.
And you don't need the light on to guide you through the Southern Lands. You go. Say it. Oh. Yes.
Know know too well Know the chill. Know she breaks my Siren. No teenage flesh Know that she'll know she breaks my Siren.
Never was one for a Prissy Girl Coquette call in for an ambulance Reach High doesn't mean she's holy Just means she's got a cellular handy. Almost brave Almost pregnant Almost, ya know, in love. Vanilla, yes.
Never was one for a prissy girl Coquette call in for an ambulance Reach High Doesn't mean she's holy. Just means she's got a cellular handy. Almost brave Almost pregnant. Almost, ya know, in love. Vanilla. Say it again, yes.
Never was one for a prissy girl Coquette call in for an ambulance Reach High Doesn't mean she's holy. Just means she's got the cellular handy. Almost brave Almost pregnant. Almost, you know, enough. Vanilla. Vanilla.
Compositores: M Ellen Amos (Tori Amos), Patrick Doyle ECAD: Obra #25927909 Fonograma #2232224