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Face of an angel, soul of a saint
So much of things, I know that I ain't
I should be glad, you might suppose
For some stupid reason that nobody knows
All that she's got, it sure is a lot
But it still ain't enough for me
There must be a reason, I'm not satisfied
So hard to please, oh I realize
Give up and left me with nothing to say
Some how I know it would end up this way
All that she's got, it sure is a lot
But it still ain't enough for me
Face of an angel, soul of a saint
So much of things, I know that I ain't
I should be glad, you might suppose
For some stupid reason that nobody knows
All that she's got, it sure is a lot
But it still ain't enough for me
All that she's got, it sure is a lot
But it still ain't enough for me
Still ain't enough for me