Salad. A Size More Woman Than Her. Zeneszám

It's a magical phase I'm going through
But it means so little without you
Hold my hand and we'll feel better
Let's go outside as the sky goes redder

Other girls don't do it this way
And you knew it, otherwise why would you have stayed
All the things that the world keeps bringing
They're very nice but they just mean nothing

Oh, I loved you so but now I'm back on my feet
My life is really sweet, so, don't come begging for more
'Cause all I'll do is slam the door
No, you've sunk too low

She's got a wardrobe to please
Thinks you're the bee's knees
And she may have a pretty purr
But I'm a size more woman than her

It's a magical phase I'm going through
Never been so happy without you
Her eyes are blue but her lipstick's faded
Her teeth are nice but her skin is jaded

She's got a front but I'll tell you this much
Underneath is a token cleavage
Got to steer 'round her lips while kissing
And that's no joke 'cause her lips are missing

Oh, I wish you'd go, after all you got a girl
But now, you know full well
That she can't even count to three
So, who's sorry now, well not me

Oh, I wish she'd go
She's got a taster for you, loves all that you do
But you can't rest your head in her curves
'Cause I'm a size more woman than her