Vanity - Adam Ant

Adam ant/marco pirroni

I cannot speak of what I feel

And yet I feel so much

I know that womans arms can heal me Like an angels touch

She says she likes the accent

She thinks its so polite

I think she going to like it more

When were alone tonight

She cannot speak of what she feels

And yet she feels so much

Except her lovers arms can heal her

Like an angels touch

Moneys money my little honey

A rich mans jokes are always funny

Build them walls but Im coming through

Dont trouble trouble till it troubles you

Moneys money my little honey

A rich mans jokes are always funny

Ring came off in heights of passion

Wear it now, and thats not fashion

You open up your heart heart behold

Another door slams shut

And tongues are not of steel

But take a look how deep they cut