The Heart That You Own
mi fai un poco pena
un ceffone sul viso
a letto senza cena
quel rossetto a tuo padre
non è andato giù...
E ti bruciano ancora
quelle cinque dita
mentre asciughi gli occhi
ma non sei pentita
"babbo me la paghi
domani scappo via..."
Ti avvicini allo specchio
sfili via la gonna
mica male le gambe
sembri giàuna donna
un bottone e poi un altro
e la camicia... e voilÃÂ
vola sopra il comò...
E le scarpe più o meno
la stessa fine
quelle calze pian pian
Eat For Two
O, baby blankets and baby shoes, baby slippers, baby spoons, walls of
baby blue. Dream child in my head is a nightmare born in a borrowed
bed.
Now I know lightning strikes again. It struck me once, then struck me
dead. My folly grows inside of me. I eat for two, walk for two,
breathe
for two now.
Well, the egg man fell down off his shelf. All the good king's men
with all their help struggled 'til the end for a shell they couldn't
mend.
You know where this will lead, to hush and rock in the nursery for the
kicking one inside of me. I eat for two, walk for two, breathe for two
now. Eat for two, walk for two, breathe for two now.
When the boy was a boy, the girl was a girl, they found each other in
a wicked world. Strong in some respects, but she couldn't stand for
the
way he begged and gave in. Pride is for men; young girls should run
and
hide instead. You risk the game by taking dares with "yes".
I eat for two, walk for two, breathe for two now. Eat for two, walk
for two, breathe for two now.
I walk for two? I'm stumbling. I walk for two?
I'm stumbling. Breathe for two? I can't breathe. I can't breathe