Never Gonna Change (Acoustic)

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!