歌词

[Verse 1]
Face of an angel
Soul of a saint
So much of the things
I know that I ain't
I should be glad
You might suppose
For some stupid reason
That nobody knows
[Verse 2]
All that she's got, it sure is a lot
But it still ain't enough for me
[Verse 3]
There must be a reason
I'm not satisfied
So hard to please, oh I realize
She up and left me
With nothing to say
Somehow I knew it would
End up this way
[Verse 4]
All that she's got, it sure is a lot
But it still ain't enough for me
[Verse 5]
Face of an angel
Soul of a saint
So much of the things
I know that I ain't
I should be glad
You might suppose
For some stupid reason
That nobody knows
[Verse 6]
All that she's got, it sure is a lot
But it still ain't enough for me
[Verse 7]
All that she's got, it sure is a lot
But it still ain't enough for me
[Verse 8]
Still ain't enough for me
Written by: Billy Sheehan, Eric Martin, Pat Torpey, Paul Gilbert
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