Miss Impossible Lyrics - Revolution Roulette - Poets Of The Fall

She can see about four satellites 

Every minute of the hour 

And find a four leaf clover 

Where you never saw a flower 

She's habitually paradoxical a parallel perpendicular 

Barefoot in nightgowns 

That's how she dances in the rain 

Sundown to sundown, 

Like she was washing way her pain 

As she is beatiful, she's unpredictable 

Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her 

She is my common sense, revels on decadence 

But what's the difference, it's impossible to bait her 

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She can really be a handful 

Like the brownes that she bakes you 

It can be a tad hysterical, 

But never quite the breakthrough 

She's some kind of an epitome, 

The sea of intranquillity 

In flimsy nightgowns, 

Barefoot she dances in the rain 

Sundown to sundown, 

Like she was washing way her pain 

As she is beatiful, she's unpredictable 

Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her 

She is my common sense, revels on decadence 

But what's the difference, it's an impossible to bait 

As she is beatiful, she's unpredictable 

Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her 

She is my common sense, revels on decadence 

But what's the difference, it's an impossible to bait her 

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Barefoot in nightgowns 

That's how she dances in the rain 

Sundown to sundown, 

Like she was washing way her pain 

In flimsy nightgowns, 

Barefoot she dances in the rain 

Sundown to sundown, 

Like she was washing way her pain 

As she is beatiful, she's unpredictable 

Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her 

She is my common sense, revels on decadence 

But what's the difference, it's an impossible to bait