I Hope She Turns Around - David Vendetta

Light and shadow passing through her

She broke my heart, but she don’t care

So come on baby, hold me closer

And run your fingers through my hair

I Hope She Turns Around

(revenge tastes sweet on a Saturday night)

I Hope She Turns Around

(tastes so sweet on a Saturday night)

The music plays, the crowd is swaying…

Yeah, that’s her standing over there.

I love your eyes, they shine more brightly

Your body moves, she can’t compare

Exotic face, erotic virtue

Makes everybody stop and stare

I Hope She Turns Around

(revenge tastes sweet on a Saturday night)

I Hope She Turns Around

(tastes so sweet on a Saturday night)

Closing time closes in on her

The ugly lights will have their say

She’ll flash a smile to pass inspection

And take his hand and walk away

I Hope She Turns Around

(revenge tastes sweet on a Saturday night)

I Hope She Turns Around

(tastes so sweet on a Saturday night)