Lyrics of Vanilla

Tanya Donelly

pochette album Vanilla
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( pretty deep 7" )

She strolled into my backyard
Drinking wine from a dixie cup
Like you would

Showed her past my playing cards
Laid it down and i pick it up to see

What am i made of
What am i made of
Water, guts, and blood

And she looks just like my mother
When my mother was a swinger
And she laughs just like a young john wayne

And she'd smell just like vanilla
If vanilla weren't so sweet

'cause she's salt and starch and everything harsh
And i think i'm falling with her

And that's what i'm made of
Oh so now that i'm in love

Sinking in your bathtub
And i know i'm not coming up

Flashing in your snagteeth
A vision of my day with you

What am i made of
What am i made of
Water, guts, and blood

And she looks just like my mother
When my mother was a swinger
And she laughs just like a young john wayne

And she'd smell just like vanilla
If vanilla weren't so sweet

'cause she's salt and starch and everything harsh
And i think i'm falling with her

And that's what i'm made of
Oh so now that i'm in love

There's a reason why you live
There's a reason why you live

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