Never Gonna Change

With your red red lips, on your white, white face And your twisted smile, gone down a trace And your father's money, and your mother's taste And your sister's wardrobe all cinched in at the waist What does it matter to me, now that you vanished 'cross the sea? With your dancin' mind, and your sparkling wit And your lit'rary connections that you care for not one bit With your jewelry dripping off your hands, it's strange I know you're never gonna change, your ways What does it matter to me, now that you vanished 'cross the sea, yeah? A pearl in the ocean so blue, that's what I think of when I dream about you With your red red lips on your poor suckling skin And your cocktail dress made for posing in And your father's money and your mother's grace You always have your very very own way You're never gonna change You're never gonna change, your ways You're never gonna change, oh my But you're never gonna change You're never gonna change!