Song parody of
She's Too Good
by Avila
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She's got black trousers, editorial eyes
To half the guys in the city she'll be their demise
Every train tries to catch her but she runs on time
A hold up at the station and they wait in line
She's a woman in a man's world, make it known
Dances with the devil wearing Prada clothes
Steps into the street and every taxi knows her name
She's too good, too good for the game
She's too good, too good for the game
To the passerby she's got Vogue cover style
Wall Street vendetta, she could kill with her eyes closed
Romanticizing vices over (a) glass at the chateau
She's a lover, a fighter, you don't know her damn soul
She's a woman in a man's world, make it known
Dances with the devil wearing Prada clothes
Steps into the street and every taxi knows her name
She's too good, too good for the game
To change her or break her
Say what you will, you can't tame her
Try to change her try to break her
Say what you will, you can't tame her
Try to change her try to break her
Say what you will, you can't tame her
Try to change her try to break her
She's a woman in a man's world, make it known
Dances with the devil wearing Prada clothes
Steps into the street and every taxi knows her name
She's too good, too good for the game
She's too good, too good for the game
(You know you love her)
She's too good, too good for the game
She's got black trousers, editorial eyes
To half the guys in the city she'll be their demise
Every train tries to catch her but she runs on time
A hold up at the station and they wait in line
She's a woman in a man's world, make it known
Dances with the devil wearing Prada clothes
Steps into the street and every taxi knows her name
She's too good, too good for the game
She's too good, too good for the game
To the passerby she's got Vogue cover style
Wall Street vendetta, she could kill with her eyes closed
Romanticizing vices over (a) glass at the chateau
She's a lover, a fighter, you don't know her damn soul
She's a woman in a man's world, make it known
Dances with the devil wearing Prada clothes
Steps into the street and every taxi knows her name
She's too good, too good for the game
To change her or break her
Say what you will, you can't tame her
Try to change her try to break her
Say what you will, you can't tame her
Try to change her try to break her
Say what you will, you can't tame her
Try to change her try to break her
She's a woman in a man's world, make it known
Dances with the devil wearing Prada clothes
Steps into the street and every taxi knows her name
She's too good, too good for the game
She's too good, too good for the game
(You know you love her)
She's too good, too good for the game
