She's Only Sixteen – The Devil In The Mirror lyrics

She’d walk along in her high waist and skirt
Just to remind me
Remind me of the fact that she won’t be trapped or belong to anyone
Cold, discreet, improper but she’s neat
The personality of the devil himself
The kids, the vodka, heels to look foreign
I’ve never ever been so sure, that something’s going on

I’m just waiting for a dream to come
For the lack of sleep impairs the thought
And heaven ain’t delightful for some
But an afterlife ain’t so secure
Seeking comfort of the arms of drink
Turning lambs into lions but these lions are cubs
And before the pen runs out of ink
The devil’s what you see in the mirror

(?), californication, Madonna, yes you are
Lick back, slick my hair
(?) direction
I’d walk alone in a lonely street just to remind her
Mind her of the fact that I won’t be trapped or belong to anyone
I’m cold, I’m neat, improper, but I’m neat
The personality of the devil himself
The kids, the vodka, heels to look foreign
I’ve never ever been so sure, that something’s going on

I’m just waiting for a dream to come
For the lack of sleep impairs the thought
And heaven ain’t delightful for some
But an afterlife ain’t so secure
Seeking comfort of the arms of drink
Turning lambs into lions but these lions are cubs
And before the pen runs out of ink
The devil’s what you see in the mirror