Текст песни Adam Ant - Vanity
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Adam ant/marco pirroniI cannot speak of what I feelAnd yet I feel so muchI know that womans arms can heal meLike an angels touchShe says she likes the accentShe thinks its so politeI think she going to like it moreWhen were alone tonightShe cannot speak of what she feelsAnd yet she feels so muchExcept her lovers arms can heal herLike an angels touchMoneys money my little honeyA rich mans jokes are always funnyBuild them walls but Im coming throughDont trouble trouble till it troubles youMoneys money my little honeyA rich mans jokes are always funnyRing came off in heights of passionWear it now, and thats not fashionYou open up your heart heart beholdAnother door slams shutAnd tongues are not of steelBut take a look how deep they cut