Gerry Cinnamon Belter
She is a belter
Different from the rest
Diamonds on her finger
And she always looks her best
She is a gangster
With a hundred mile stare
When she walks
Her feet don't touch the flair
She is a belter
She plays with lightning
I'm a hundred miles high
Dishing out the thunder
Like a God inside the sky
She is a dancer
And she dances in my dreams
Reminds me that the world
Is not as evil as it seems
She is a belter
No happy endings
Unless fairytales comes true
But she looks like a princess
And there's not much else to do
I think I love her
She gets underneath my skin
But I've been stung a few times
So I don't let noone in
No even belters
She is a belter
She is a belter
How can she reach me
When I'm high above the shelf
Lost inside a smoke ring
While I ponder to myself
Is she the answer
To the questions in my mind
Is happiness an option
Or has love just turned me blind
Is she a belter
No happy endings
Unless fairytales comes true
But she looks like a princess
And there's not much else to do
I think I love her
She gets underneath my skin
But I've been stung a few times
So I don't let noone in
No even belters
She is a belter
