have you seen her all in gold, like a queen in days of old, she shoots colors all around, like a sunset going down
Interview: Ash King, Coke & Sympathy: A Rock & Roll Cabaret
flowers are the things we knew, secrets are the things we grew
i still don’t know what i was waiting for, and my time was running wild
The Groupie Guide: Style Must-Haves
How to be like Bebe Buell
everyday i watch you paint the town so pretty
when she goes to work you can hear the strings, grace finds beauty in everything
get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt, she's killer-diller when she's dressed to the hilt
wrapped in songs and gypsy shawls, color up the sunshine hours
like a true nature’s child, we were born, born to be wild
just a wild rambling rose, seeking mysteries untold, no regret for the path that i chose
Then and Now: Veronica Lake and Cate Blanchett
doll, i need to see you pull your knee socks up
come and be a child of the blue, we make the azure dream come true
you're reading all them high fashion magazines, the clothes you're wearing girl they're causing public scenes
she looks quite delightfully stoned, she's the darling of the discotheque crowd, of her lineage she's rightfully proud
pretty pink hair, big brown dress hair eyes, gotta get to your pink house
you got me heels over head
qui qu'a vu coco
