Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tony Lucca
Tony Lucca
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Lucca
Anthony Lucca
Songwriter
Matthew Morris
Matthew Morris
Songwriter

Lyrics

She dances around,
Laughs up and down as
She tickles my mind
She moans when we kiss,
Sweet tenderness
She’s the passionate kind
She offers all she can and then
She gives me all she’s got
Ready or not but
She’s true to herself
And she’s true... to me.
She’ll dress like a clown
She paints on her frown
How she does what she will
She tears all the tips off her cigarettes
Smokes just to keep herself still
She’s not afraid to be afraid
And strong enough to know why
Maybe she’ll cry but
She’s true to herself
And she’s true... to me.
To me, she sings like the day
“Morning, good morning!
The sun’s come out.
Why don’t we play?”
To me she cries like a child
With no bedtime story
The story’s over, meanwhile she stays
True...
Written by: Anthony Lucca, Matthew Morris
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