| Lyrics: | Foot down in the G Ti Cabriolet
to the villa in the South of France
for
vacation;
keep your head down, baby,
keep your hair in golden curls
and you will
alays be his,
and you will always be his best girl.
Fast forward on the handycam
video;
top that tan up, glowing U/V on the sunbed...
at the health farm you'll
be
guarding his investment well.
Keep your head down, baby,
keep your wits
about you now
and you will always be his,
and you will always be his best
girl.
Beads and bangles, it's too late
to claim your independence now:
your
rings and baubles are
the marks of the possession.
Keep your head down, baby,
keep
your counsel to yourself.
Keep your hair on, baby,
keep your wits about you now
and
you will always be his...
but will you always be his best girl?
Foot down in the G
Ti Cabriolet,
his new friend's young enough
to be your daughter....
Foot down in the
G Ti Cabriolet.
And you will always be his,
but will you always be his best
girl?
(PH - Keyboards;
Stuart Gordon - Violin;
Nic Potter - Bass |
