Текст песни Willa — Swan

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I'm not in love,
Don't have the touch,
Don't have the time to bend another little church boy's mind again.
I'm not an angel,
I'm not a Gabriel,
I'm not a saint, a sage, or someone, who'll turn the page for ya.

I'm not a trophy,
A little Miss Bo Peep,
I'm not a sweet treat dropping from my feet to my knees for ya.
I don't like picnics
But I like a little mischief,
I like the kids who give a little bit lip to the mistress.

I'm not the girl you want,
I'm not the debutante,
I'm not a swan, I'm not a swan
Pretty in a pond.

I'm not in love,
Don't have the time,
Call it a crime to find everything I need in me and mine.

I'm not the girl you want,
I'm not the debutante,
I'm not a swan, I'm not a swan
Pretty in a pond.

I'm not the baller in songs
For the upper echelon,
I'm not a swan, I'm not a swan
Pretty in a pond.
I'm not a swan, I'm not a swan
Pretty in a pond.

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