Barbie
by KT Tunstall
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If I could do the splits
I would do them all the time
To remind me that I could be just like Barbie
Cinderella, settle down
Washing up in glamour gowns
A man who has it all and more
A motor car that I adore
Smiling through the night
A little flash of brilliant white
Reflecting the perfection of the world
Give her sisters, give her brothers
But compared to me and others
She´ll always be a motherless girl
Every single day
There´s a million parts to play
There isn´t any time for being lonely
Going up in aeroplanes
Pulling back on pony reins
Making sure that what she wears
Is looking super like her hair
The emptiness inside
Isn´t strong enough to hide
That her features aren´t too pretty for her pearls
Give her sisters, give her brothers
But compared to me and others
She´ll always be a motherless girl
Although it´s heaven to touch her
She´s just like a soldier
She loves
And as she sees you grow older
And no longer hold her
She knows
Give her sisters, give her brothers
But compared to me and others
She´ll always be a motherless girl
Oh a history of lovers
But compared to me and others
She´ll always be a motherless girl
Girl.
I would do them all the time
To remind me that I could be just like Barbie
Cinderella, settle down
Washing up in glamour gowns
A man who has it all and more
A motor car that I adore
Smiling through the night
A little flash of brilliant white
Reflecting the perfection of the world
Give her sisters, give her brothers
But compared to me and others
She´ll always be a motherless girl
Every single day
There´s a million parts to play
There isn´t any time for being lonely
Going up in aeroplanes
Pulling back on pony reins
Making sure that what she wears
Is looking super like her hair
The emptiness inside
Isn´t strong enough to hide
That her features aren´t too pretty for her pearls
Give her sisters, give her brothers
But compared to me and others
She´ll always be a motherless girl
Although it´s heaven to touch her
She´s just like a soldier
She loves
And as she sees you grow older
And no longer hold her
She knows
Give her sisters, give her brothers
But compared to me and others
She´ll always be a motherless girl
Oh a history of lovers
But compared to me and others
She´ll always be a motherless girl
Girl.