| Lyrics: | She is standing in the kitchen
Cracks a smile, she's so bewitching
Let the camera run,
she'll be OK
She has got a black and white sweater
And her shoes are made of leather
She
has got the sweetest lashes
And she dyed her hair one night
Silverblonde it looks
allright
She has got a leatherjacket
Baby I am so attracted
How does it feel to be
alone?
How does it feel to be alone?
And she doesn't have her dinner
Every day
she's getting thinner
But she really doesn't mind at all
Baby I am still here
wating
Baby I'm anticipating
Baby I am masturbating
Baby I am suffocating
Like a
rolling stone and just like honey
A superstar without making money
A femme fatale a little
weed
A poor rich girl who's high on speed
How does it feel to be alone?
How does it
feel to be alone?
Like a rolling stone and just like honey
A superstar without making
money
A femme fatale a little weed
A poor rich girl who's high on speed
How does it
feel to be alone? |
