Текст и слова песни Kim Mitchell – Miss Demeanor
You should see her freelance charm
No nonsense on my arm
You should see her, see her shine
Suburban sweetheart Miss Demeanor you're mine
She got my number with just one look in my eyes
She made me humble with her handkerchief fumbling
You should see her, see her shine
Suburban sweetheart Miss Demeanor you're mine
You make this worried man, worried man smile
You make hungry man, hungry man smile
With a little stretch to imagination
Just her wink is agitation
You should see her, see her shine
Suburban sweetheart Miss Demeanor you're mine
No nonsense on my arm
You should see her, see her shine
Suburban sweetheart Miss Demeanor you're mine
She got my number with just one look in my eyes
She made me humble with her handkerchief fumbling
You should see her, see her shine
Suburban sweetheart Miss Demeanor you're mine
You make this worried man, worried man smile
You make hungry man, hungry man smile
With a little stretch to imagination
Just her wink is agitation
You should see her, see her shine
Suburban sweetheart Miss Demeanor you're mine
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