Isabel Valli - No Fun

You're so sweet it's sick... you wear your beauty like a 38... and I don't mean your mind or age... I wouldn't want to go there... You're so soft it's cruel... you carry your cherry like a jewel... I don't want to think of what they'll do to you, child! Because you think you're the queen of the street and that you know the tricks and treats... But I know a thing or two you couldn't dream of on ecstasy... my dear... I feel so sorry for you... you show off in gold like a prize... and I don't mean your heart or soul somewhere down on the floor... And for your information, your generation is so retro! I don't want to take your short shorts away, child! But you think you're the queen of the street and that you know the tricks and treats... But I know a thing or two you couldn't dream of on Mercury... my darling... Oh, you're so sweet... and so young... and I'm so sorry... growing up is no fun... growing up is no fun... no fun!.. no fun! No fun... no fun... I wish I could protect you but there's nothing I can do... I'm the person you don't want to turn into... no fun... growing up is no fun...

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