Sharona

Sharona, Sharona, your perfume is the only thing that’s real

And if he holds you and tells you

How much he loves you

Will it make you feel

You’re starving for some love

You’re starving for some light

Starving for some kisses, all the day and all the night

You’re starving for the needle, you’re starving for knife

Sharona will you ever get it right

Your lipstick, is just sick

It’s redder than the blood that’s in your veins

The bar lights, your scarred life

Keep you in the neon with your pain

You’re starving for some love

You’re starving for some light

Starving for some kisses, all the day and all the night

You’re starving for the needle, you’re starving for knife

Sharona will you ever get it right

Sharona what the hell with all the fight

You’re talking lots of nothing and the stories that you’re saying aren’t real

You’re talking lots of nothing and the stories that you’re saying aren’t real

Not real, not real

You’re starving for some love

You’re starving for some light

Starving for some kisses, all the day and all the night

You’re starving for the needle, you’re starving for knife

Sharona will you ever get it right

Sharona what the hell with all the fight

Sharona will you ever get it right