《Mademoiselle》歌词

[00:03:59] Mademoiselle remembers too well

[00:03:59] How once she was belle of the ball

[00:03:59] Now the past she sadly recalls.

[00:03:59] Mademoiselle lived in grand hotels

[00:03:59] Ordered clothes by Chanel and Dior

[00:03:59] Millionaires queued at her door.

[00:03:59] Oh, she pleased them and teased them

[00:03:59] She hooked them and squeezed them

[00:03:59] Until like their empires they'd fall

[00:03:59] She very soon learned

[00:03:59] That the more love she spurned

[00:03:59] The more power she yearned

[00:03:59] Until she was belle of the ball.

[00:03:59] Oh, Mademoiselle, such a soft machiavel

[00:03:59] Would play bagatelle with the hearts of young men as

[00:03:59] They fell

[00:03:59] Mademoiselle would hide in her shell

[00:03:59] Could then turn cast a spell on any girl

[00:03:59] That got in her way.

[00:03:59] She would crave all attention

[00:03:59] Men would flock to her side

[00:03:59] Woe betide any man who ignored

[00:03:59] For she'd feign such affection

[00:03:59] Then break down their pretension

[00:03:59] When she'd won she would turn away.

[00:03:59] Turn away, thoroughly bored.

[00:03:59] Mademoiselle, long ago said farewell

[00:03:59] To any love left to sell, for the sake of being belle

[00:03:59] Of the ball

[00:03:59] Mademoiselle knows there's no way to quell

[00:03:59] Her own private hell, just a shell,

[00:03:59] With no heart left at all.

[00:03:59] Poor old Mademoiselle.

[00:03:59] Still a Mademoiselle.