Traffic - Vagabond Virgin Lyrics
If you see something that looks like a starAnd it's shooting up out of the groundAnd your head is spinning from a loud guitarAnd you just can't escape from the soundDon't worry too much, it'll happen to youWe were children once, playing with toysAnd the thing that you're hearing is only the sound ofThe low spark of high-heeled boysThe percentage you're paying is too high pricedWhile you're living beyond all your meansAnd the man in the suit has just bought a new carFrom the profit he's made on your dreamsBut today you just read that the man was shot deadBy a gun that didn't make any noiseBut it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest wasThe low spark of high-heeled boysIf you had just a minute to breathe and they granted you one final wishWould you ask for something like another chance?Or something similar as this? Don't worry too muchIt'll happen to you as sure as your sorrows are joysAnd the thing that disturbs you is only the sound ofThe low spark of high-heeled boysIf I gave you everything that I owned and asked for nothing in returnWould you do the same for me as I would for you?Or take me for a ride, and strip me of everything including my prideBut spirit is something that no one destroysAnd the sound that I'm hearing is only the soundThe low spark of high-heeled boys
