Adam Ant – Vanity

Adam Ant – Vanity

Adam Ant&Marco Pirroni

I cannot speak of what I feel

And yet I feel so much

I know that woman`s arms can heal me

Like an angel`s touch

She says she likes the accent

She thinks it`s so polite

I think she going to like it more

When we`re alone tonight

She cannot speak of what she feels

And yet she feels so much

Except her lover`s arms can heal her

Like an angel`s touch

Money`s money my little honey

A rich man`s jokes are always funny

Build them walls but I`m coming through

Don`t trouble trouble till it troubles you

Money`s money my little honey

A rich man`s jokes are always funny

Ring came off in heights of passion

Wear it now, and that`s 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