The chase

Foto de Pam Moxley

If I could do the splits

I would do them all the time

To remind me that I could be just like Barbie

Cinderella, settle down

Washing up in glamour gowns

A man who has it all and more

A motor car that I adore

Smiling through the night

A little flash of brilliant white

Reflecting the perfection of the world

Give her sisters, give her brothers

But compared to me and others

She'll always be a motherless girl

Every single day

There's a million parts to play

There isn't any time for being lonely

Going up in aeroplanes

Pulling back on pony reins

Making sure that what she wears

Is looking super like her hair

The emptiness inside

Isn't strong enough to hide

That her features aren't too pretty for her pearls

Give her sisters, give her brothers

But compared to me and others

She'll always be a motherless girl

Although it's heaven to touch her

She's just like a soldier

She loves

And as she sees you grow older

And no longer hold her

She knows

Give her sisters, give her brothers

But compared to me and others

She'll always be a motherless girl

Oh a history of lovers

But compared to me and others

She'll always be a motherless girl

Girl.

KT Tunstall - Barbie