Savoir Faire Suede

[Verse 1]
She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse
And she going where the lights are on
She shaking obscene like a fucking machine
And she's gone, gone, gone

[Verse 2]
She cooking crack giving us heart attack
And she living in a kooky show
She open your mind for the millionth time
And then go, go, go

[Chorus]
And she got everything she needs
And she got pretty, pretty feet
And she got flowers in her hair
Yeah, yeah
She got savoir faire
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]
She shaking the scene outside, in-between
And she rocking to the loony tunes
And she make love and swallow the dove
In her room, room, room