Helen - Kate Ceberano

作曲：Goldenberg/Kate Ceberano

Helen has eyes as dark

As blackend pans

Shell read your tea-cups

And the palms of your hands

She's got this humor

That plays havoc with her mouth

You may think

She's present but her mind

Is travelling south

She's very sexy

In an urban kind of way

She loves her coffee

Her cigarettes and her cafes

Helen vous ete plus tres femme

Helen vous ete plus tres femme

Now Helen claimed

She was a witch when she was five

This self confession

Came as no surprise

(as no surprise)

Her mother said

That she was mysterious

(oh yeah)

We never really

Took her serious (aahhh)

And then one day

When we were walking

Down the street

Helen just vanished

This was a habit she'd repeat

Helen vous ete plus tres femme

(ohh mysterious)

Helen vous ete plus tres femme

Simply more

Than the average woman

Helen vous ete

Plus tres femme (ohhh)

Helen vous ete

Plus tres femme (yeah)

Now Helens girlfriends

Are few and far between

And on the rare occasions

She lets them in

I'm glad to be considered

A kindred soul

But what she really thinks of me

Hey I'll never know

Helen vous ete plus tres femme

Helen vous ete plus tres femme

(you are mysterious yeah)

Helen vous ete plus tres femme

You're gorgeous

Helen vous ete plus tres femme

(I love this song it's so stupid)

Helen vous ete plus tres femme

(You are so mysterious)

Helen vous ete plus tres femme

(gorgeous)