Different from the rest
Diamonds on her finger
And she always looks her best
She is a gangster
With a hundred mile stare
When she walks
Her feet don't touch the flair
She is a belter
She plays with lightning
I'm a hundred miles high
Dishing out the thunder
Like a God inside the sky
She is a dancer
And she dances in my dreams
Reminds me that the world
Is not as evil as it seems
She is a belter
No happy endings
Unless fairytales comes true
But she looks like a princess
And there's not much else to do
I think I love her
She gets underneath my skin
But I've been stung a few times
So I don't let noone in
No even belters
She is a belter
She is a belter
How can she reach me
When I'm high above the shelf
Lost inside a smoke ring
While I ponder to myself
Is she the answer
To the questions in my mind
Is happiness an option
Or has love just turned me blind
Is she a belter
No happy endings
Unless fairytales comes true
But she looks like a princess
And there's not much else to do
I think I love her
She gets underneath my skin
But I've been stung a few times
So I don't let noone in
No even belters
She is a belter
She is a belter Different from the rest Diamonds on her finger And she always looks her best She is a gangster With a hundred mile stare When she walks Her feet don't touch the flair She is a belter She plays with lightning I'm a hundred miles high Dishing out the thunder Like a God inside the sky She is a dancer And she dances in my dreams Reminds me that the world Is not as evil as it seems She is a belter No happy endings Unless fairytales comes true But she looks like a princess And there's not much else to do I think I love her She gets underneath my skin But I've been stung a few times So I don't let noone in No even belters She is a belter She is a belter How can she reach me When I'm high above the shelf Lost inside a smoke ring While I ponder to myself Is she the answer To the questions in my mind Is happiness an option Or has love just turned me blind Is she a belter No happy endings Unless fairytales comes true But she looks like a princess And there's not much else to do I think I love her She gets underneath my skin But I've been stung a few times So I don't let noone in No even belters She is a belter Explain Request ×
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