Testo della canzone e Video The dancer di Marcella & The Forget Me Nots

  • Testo The dancer di Marcella & The Forget Me Nots

Vota questo testo

The dancer

(Music and Lyrics by Marcella Puppini)

What now, says the dancer as she strokes her girl's hair
I can't use my body as I did before her
Sell it, spend it, barter it for shiny trinkets
That's behind me
How am I to get things now?

And I wish that
All of London was like Chelsea
Clean and wealthy
Like the life I dreamed of
When I took my clothes of
In some dingy club
It was not so bad...

I like rich things
I am what you'd call a gold digger
All my past flings
Served to briefly feed this hunger
But I fell for
Each and everyone of my boyfriends
I can't help it
I'm so desperate to be loved

And I wish that
All of London was like Chelsea
Etc...

Lalalalalala

What now, says the dancer with her eyes cast downwards
I can't keep on hiding from my angry landlord
Maybe I will try to find a job in an office
I have heard stock broking is the way to go

And I wish that
All of London was like Chelsea
Clean and wealthy
Like the life I dreamed of
When I took my clothes of
In some dingy club
It was not so bad...really, it wasn't
  •   Video 1 di 3
  • Lascia un commento alla canzone
  • *

I testi musicali presenti sul sito sono
forniti da SingRing.

©2010-2016 toptesti.it