Grace Jones - Private Life

Je n'ai marre with your theatrics Your acting's a drag It's ok on TV, but you can turn it off Your marriage is a tragedy But it's not my concern I'm very superficial I hate everything official Your private life drama, baby, leave me out Your private life drama, baby, leave me out Sentimental gestures only bore me to death You've made a desperate appeal, now save your breath Attachment to obligation, regret, shit that's so wet And your sex life complications are not my fascinations Your private life drama, baby, leave me out Your private life drama, baby, leave me out Oh! You asked my advice I say use the door But you're still clinging to somebody you deplore And now you want to use me for emotional blackmail I just feel pity when you lie, contempt when you cry Your private life drama, baby, leave me out Your private life drama, baby, leave me out Oh! Your private life drama, baby, leave me out Your private life drama, baby, leave me out Your private life drama, baby, leave me out Your private life drama, baby, leave me out