Lyrics Gino Vannelli

Gino Vannelli

Here She Comes

Here she comes the ghost of Venus de Milo

A touch of madness streaks through her hair

She'll tear your heart with a poisonous arrow

She'll rob your soul if you look at her square

...Do I dare?

Here she comes... such a beautiful sight

Here she comes... oh I wish that I might

Hear she comes the wildest cat in the jungle

A beast of beauty beyond compare

I watch the stalkers stalk but they stumble

The fools rush into Vanity Fair

...But she's not there

Here she comes... such a beautiful sight

Here she comes... oh I wish that I might

And all the green eyed women

Swaying to the rhythm

Here she comes... such a beautiful sight

Here she comes... oh I wish that I might

Here she comes

Here she comes