Walk Like a Woman-Fatboy Slim & David Byrne

(Imelda and answers) He taught me— how to do it He taught me— lightly He taught me— you’ll get through it He taught me— nightly And to be married to such a man I can’t believe how lucky I am I am so lucky—so lucky to be Never poor no more—I have all that I need I’m going to learn how to walk like a woman I’m going to learn how to dress, how to dance I’m going to learn how to make an impression Do anything for the love of this man And if he loved me on the day we met Then why must I be someone else? The girl he married—now is that still me? Who am I now? I ask myself See him look at someone else I copy her hair and the way that she dress I live to see him look at me That’s all I want, that’s all that I need I’m going to learn how to walk like a woman I’m going to learn how to dress, how to dance I’m going to learn how to make an impression Do anything for the love of this man Shouldn’t he love me for the way I am? And if he loves me, then why must I change? Was that the reason that we fell in love? Will he still love me if I’m not the same? And if I bang my head on the wall for hours Then I won’t feel the confusion no more The New York doctor—bright yellow pills he gave me Remind yourself what you’re doing it for— It’s for love—it’s for love—it’s for love It’s for love—it’s for love—it’s for love It’s for love—(in your head, there’s nothing wrong with your heart) I’m going to learn how to walk like a woman I’m going to learn how to dress, how to dance I’m going to learn how to go out in public Do anything for the love of my man It’s for love—it’s for love—it’s for love It’s for love—it’s for love—it’s for love It’s for love—(in your head, there’s nothing wrong with your heart)