Gerry Cinnamon - Belter

She is a belter
Different from the rest
Diamonds on her finger
And she always looks her best

She is a gangster
With a hundred mile stare
When she walks
Her feet don't touch the flair

She is a belter

She plays with lightning
I'm a hundred miles high
Dishing out the thunder
Like a God inside the sky

She is a dancer
And she dances in my dreams
Reminds me that the world
Is not as evil as it seems

She is a belter

No happy endings
Unless fairytales comes true
But she looks like a princess
And there's not much else to do

I think I love her
She gets underneath my skin
But I've been stung a few times
So I don't let no one in
Not even belters

She is a belter
She is a belter
She is a belter

How can she reach me
When I'm high above the shelf?
Lost inside a smoke ring
While I ponder tae myself

Is she the answer
To the question in my mind?
Is happiness an option
Or has love just turned me blind?

Is she a belter?

No happy endings
Unless fairytales comes true
But she looks like a princess
And there's not much else to do

I think I love her
She gets underneath my skin
But I've been stung a few times
So I don't let no one in

Not even belters
She is a belter
She is a belter
She is a belter