Vanity Lyrics - Ant Adam

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