David Brent

Paris Nights
A rose, you never used your thorns The ones you loved abandoned you Your angel face made hearts so warm You helped the sick but who helped you ? Then rushing through the Paris night They hounded you, you lost control We prayed that you would be alright The news came through - Your body cold... Good night, my sweet princess... Sleep tight, my sweet princess... The Queen of Hearts, you used your power To comfort those in their darkest hour You hugged a man with full-blown aids To show the world you can't catch it that way It only spread via blood, by sharing needles that are infected Another way is having anal sex with strangers, unprotected Good night, my sweet princess... Sleep tight, my sweet princess... Good night, my sweet princess... Sleep tight, my sweet princess... Good night, my sweet princess... Letras de cancionesSleep tight, my sweet princess... Good night, my sweet princess... Sleep tight, my sweet princess... Good night, my sweet princess... Sleep tight, my sweet princess... From Letras Mania