Kate Ceberano - Helen lyrics

Helen has eyes as dark as blackend pans Shell read your tea-cups and the palms of your hands Shes got this humor that plays havoc with her mouth You may think shes present but her mind, is travelling south Shes very s**y in an urban kind of way She loves her coffee her cigarettes and her cafes Helen vous ete plus tres femme Helen vous ete plus tres femme Now Helen claimed she was a witch when she was five This self confession came as no surprise (as no surprise) Her mother said that she was mysterious (oh yeah) We never really took her serious (aahhh) And then one day when we were walking down the street Helen just vanished this was a habit shed repeat Helen vous ete plus tres femme (ohh mysterious) Helen vous ete plus tres femme (simply more than the average woman) Helen vous ete plus tres femme (ohhh) Helen vous ete plus tres femme (yeah) Now Helens girlfriends are few and far between And on the rare occasions she lets them in Im glad to be considered a kindred soul But what she really thinks of me, hey Ill never know Helen vous ete plus tres femme Helen vous ete plus tres femme (you are mysterious yeah) Helen vous ete plus tres femme (youre gorgeous Helen vous ete plus tres femme (I love this song its so stupid) Helen vous ete plus tres femme (You are so mysterious) Helen vous ete plus tres femme (gorgeous)