#3282

[max-the-many]

Trying his suit for the job...

[sleepsucks]

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: November 8, 1972

Lyrics:

Son of a gun

You walked into the party like you were walking onto a yacht

Your hat strategically dipped below one eye

Your scarf it was apricot

You had one eye in the mirror, as you watched yourself gavotte

And all the girls dreamed that they'd be your partner

They'd be your partner and

You're so vain

You probably think this song is about you

You're so vain (you're so vain)

I bet you think this song is about you

Don't you, don't you?

You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive

Well you said that we made such a pretty pair and that you would never leave

But you gave away the things you loved

And one of them was me

I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee and

You're so vain

I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee and

You probably think this song is about you

You're so vain, you're so vain

I bet you think this song is about you

Don't you don't you, don't you?

You're so vain

You probably think this song is about you

You're so vain (you're so vain)

I bet you think this song is about you

Don't you don't you

Well I hear you went up to Saratoga

And your horse naturally won

Then you flew your lear jet up to Nova Scotia

To see the total eclipse of the sun

Well you're where you should be all the time

And when you're not, you're with some underworld spy

Or the wife of a close friend, wife of a close friend and

You're so vain

You probably think this song is about you

You're so vain (so vain)

I bet you think this song is about you

Don't you don't you, don't you, don't you now

Songwriter: Carly E. Simon

You're so vain

You probably think this song is about you

You're so vain

Probably think this song about you

You're so vain

SongFacts:

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Homepage:

Carly Simon

[manoelt-finisterrae]

ispo

sombra dos peixes son dunha bágoa un ollo inmenso do paraíso: a crueldade

o laúd como unha só man a caricia das aves do mar vulnerabilidade que traspasa o horizonte Ti?

coitelo e todo o misterio do no es quizais? a sombra agachada dunha flor que nos inventamos.

Ti? berro de pedra inquedanza de amor

© Manoel T, 2022

[gr8writingtips]

writing tip #3282:

writing is just a gateway to reading and that takes away from more important things like thinking about your OCs

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