A Woman Is How She Loves

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[GEORGES] To me this emporium Is sex in memoriam Where feelings are frozen And face lotion flows in your veins [NOELLE, spoken] You're wrong [GEORGES, spoken] I'm not [NOELLE, spoken] You are wrong [GEORGES] This kind of primping Is self-service pimping It's beauty by vendor And nothing that's tender remains [NOELLE, spoken] No, Georges [GEORGES, spoken] It's true [NOELLE, spoken] You're wrong, Georges [GEORGES] But when the masquerade is through And you're alone with her, it's clear to you A woman is not her dress Or if you see more or less She isn't her coat or gloves A woman is how she lovеs Don't tell me how high her fashion Tеll me how deep her passion goes A woman is how she loves That magic that leaves you weaker Isn't from wearing chicer clothes Clothes make the man Make more money as fast as he can But I'm not a fan What a man goes to hell for Don't go to Chanel for A woman is how she loves What makes her an Aphrodite Isn't the way her nightie flows Why should I care If it's Cardin or Gucci Or Lanvin or Pucci Who makes what is left on the chair? None of it's even part of All this is in the heart of Woman! What's a woman? A woman, a woman A woman is how she loves A woman is how she loves Don't count on Balenciaga Helping you sell monogamy Dior isn't shy He would like all the skirts raised up high How grand! So would I! But who cares where the hems are If dismal the stems are A woman is how she loves But women who get too slender Make it confusing genderly 'Twill be ever thus For some feminine reason From season to season You dress for each other, not us We're more than satisfied with Someone who's lined inside with Woman, lots of woman A woman, a woman A woman is how she loves!