Ant Adam Vanity Lyrics

Vanity Lyrics

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