Chumbawamba - This Dress Kills Lyrics
Im judas/judy, panicking, got everything and nothingHappy birthday mr. president! Im here to call your bluff!From te top of the world Im gonna jump! jump! jump!Im so perfectly imperfect and I did it for your loveIm as small as thumbelina. sugar fairy on the cakeBecause the thinnest of excuses leave the bitterest tasteBrittle-bones, barbie-cued, take a piece of my heartWhen you know you havent got it, does it make you feel so good?This dress is killing me!FrockanoiaI won and then I lost and then I won and then I lostAnd now I know how much a pound of flesh can costAnd the question isnt if, its definite whenDo I throw my achy heart into the gutter again?This party isnt over til the thin lady singsCritics dressed as waiters are waiting in the wingsWhere theyll gather like vultures to pick at the bonesI won and then I lost and I got nothing at allThis dress is killing me!Frockanoia