I can’t get this song out of my head. I don’t know if that’s because Feist is addictive (which she is) or because the lyrics reflect such great imagery (which they do) or because it’s so indicative of the female psyche. Argue with me if you want, but if you do, you’re going to have to explain “On My Own” from Les Miserables and “Not That Girl” from Wicked and Norah Jones’ “What Am I to You?” and Deena Carter’s “How Do I Get There?” and countless others. Seriously, the list could go on for ages. Guys, you may need to catch a clue, but girls, we may need to get a grip.
Though I’d like to be the girl for him
And cross the sea and land for him
On milky skin my tongue is sand until
The ever distant band begins to play
He’s my Brandy Alexander
Always gets me into trouble
But that’s another matter
Brandy Alexander
Though you know what I love most of him
I’m walking on needles and pins
My addiction to the worst of him
The low moon helps me sing
And cross the sea and land for him
On milky skin my tongue is sand until
The ever distant band begins to play
He’s my Brandy Alexander
Always gets me into trouble
But that’s another matter
Brandy Alexander
Though you know what I love most of him
I’m walking on needles and pins
My addiction to the worst of him
The low moon helps me sing
I’m his Brandy Alexander
Always get him into trouble
I hide that I’m flattered
Brandy Alexander
Always get him into trouble
I hide that I’m flattered
Brandy Alexander
Goes down easy
It goes down easy [7x]
Brandy Alexander [4x]
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