From Sex & The City soundtrack You're not who I want, but U will do for the night Your face is a mess, but your ass looks alight And I must confess,
, "Imani, Imani" I threw it away because it scared me It had no right to know my name (Imani, Imani, Imani, Imani) Do you feel lost, Imani? Imani, do you feel lost? Do you feel lost? Imani
And she calls herself Aphrodite She'll make you feel high and mighty She got, she got, she got a goddess complex And she knows just how you like it she
Go ahead and figure it out I will lend an open ear When you find out what she's all about Lust is such a fleeting desire She'll spark you up and light
Why be normal when you can be weird Why show your face when you can rock a bead Why fly a plane when you can fly a jet Why have a man when you can have
I've been looking through your window I've been confiscating your mail I've been tapping into your phone line I put bugs inside your molars I fantasize
It gets under my skin, deep in my bones I've got a tainted soul I keep washin' my hands try to come clean But the soaps like a brick of black coal And
There's a tree in the city, it ain't lookin' pretty Blessed with stress, smog clogging feelin' shitty There's a river on the highway, things ain't goin
Stranger gives a homeless man a ticket to Hawaii. Giving him an option to sleep on the streets, or sleep on the beach. So the bum excepts the ticket graciously
Wanda My playful little friend Who lives inside of me She's good to joke She's good to prank She's good to laugh But cannot see Poor Wanda Blind since
I'm gonna drink my whiskey, gonna have my man I know you got nothing to say I'm gonna have my man, I'm gonna steal their hearts And save them for another
Is it over now? If it's safe to come out From behind these walls we've built With bitter words and silence We'll be on our way I will break mine down
He shines like the moon And he knows just who I am And ever since I looked into your eyes I love you La, la la la, la la La da da, da da La da da, la
Welcome, take my hand and I'll show you to a place A spacey place, a place with space Where there's a vase in a case And flowers in the vase and my, my
I live here in exile My home is not my heart They're miles and oceans apart So I long for the mountains Beyond the grey city walls I pray, tonight they
Thursday came, I was tired of the fire engines Tired of the taxi cabs, tired of the elevators Tired of the door-man smiling, when I know he wants to Kick
One of these days I'm gonna be happy One of these days I'm gonna piss all over myself laughing One of these days I'm gonna get the punchline I said one
My sweet tooth cavity shoots Pain up in my brain bringin' on the rain Look at the sad sack frown So I'm puttin' on my gravity boots cruisin' around town
