She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
Though her hands are cool they'll burn
You may kiss her but you'll have to take your turn
In her life you're just another bird in the sky
When she says you must be ready to fly
Ready to fly, up and fly away
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
This lady has no love
Herself, perhaps, is who she puts above
Everything, and of course, everyone
Knows this lady thinks she's number one
Number one, yes the only one
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
She's gonna fall on her face someday
Find other men for her games to play
I'm gonna make sure everyone knows
What she is trying to do
She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold
She's a face without a soul ...
Writer(s): Richard John Parfitt, Francis Dominic Michael Nicola Rossi
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