Adam ant/marco pirroni

A word from her is worth ten from me
Her main concern is honesty
She beat the selfishness right out of me
The wild eyed child
Shes my libertine

My only books were womens looks
And the more I read, the less I said

She wanted to search inside me
To find this so-called purity
She acts the films that I cant see
The wild eyed child
Shes my libertine

She showed me the slim chance Id got
And all the friendships baby, that I had not
Be sure she has the guts of three
The wild eyed child
Shes my libertine

I know a girl shes got a lust for danger
Thinks being tough makes her the lone ranger
But when the chips are down its loving she craves
Shes just another aphrodite slave