Face of an angel, soul of saint So much of the things, I know that I ain't I should be glad, you might suppose For some stupid reason that nobody knows
All that she's got, it sure is a lot But it still ain't enough for me
There must be a reason, I'm not satisfied So hard to please, oh I realize She up and left me with nothing to say Some I knew it would it would end up this way
All that she's got, it sure is a lot But it still ain't enough for me
Face of an age, soul of saint So much of the things, I know that I ain't I should be glad, you might suppose For some stupid reason that nobody knows
All that she's got, it sure is a lot But it still ain't enough for me
All that she's got, it sure is a lot But it still ain't enough for me