Vanilla Girl lyrics
by Vanella
Vanilla (aah)
Girl
Breakfast at Tiffany’s in New York
Blonde hair gleaming, never dark
Sun rays in a blue-painted sky
Creamy clothes, elegance on high
She’s a Vanilla Girl
Her scent, like a swirl
Essie nails, glossy lips
Craving her vanilla grips
Sun-kissed hips, Victoria’s mist
Living carefree, bliss on her list
Good vibes only, she’s serene
Perfume, bows, and coffee routine
She’s a Vanilla Girl
Her scent, like a swirl
Essie nails, glossy lips
Craving her vanilla grips
Heaven-sent, pure as shell
A real Coco Mademoiselle
In her vanilla cottage sweet
Oooh-ooh, feels complete
She’s a Vanilla Girl
Her scent, like a swirl
Essie nails, glossy lips
Craving her vanilla grips
Loves Sundays, adores Dior
Pink champagne, wants no more
Eyes like pearls, a precious whirl
Forever, Vanilla Girl