Wonderful Woman lyrics

Here her head, she lay

Until she'd rise and say

"I'm starved of mirth,Let's go and trip a dwarf"

Oh, what to be done with her?

Oh, what to be done with her?

Ice water for blood

With neither heart or spine

And then just

To pass time; let us go and rob the blind

What to be done with her?

I ask myself

What to be said of her?

But when she calls me, I do not walk, I run

Oh, when she calls, I do not walk, I run

• Artist:The Smiths
• Album:This Charming Man