Fascinating lady, snowflake in the sun 
You make me feel so bourgeois 
Oh, you’ve captured everyone 
I hear you’ve been a dancer 
At some filthy Paris show 
a million dollar lovers 
Neatly saw you to your door 
Nineteen fifty seven, 
sweetheart of the year 
Secret of your beauty 
was your moontan and your fear 
And now you run this city 
you’re still honey to the flies 
Attract the in-crowd dandies 
Faraway-look in their eyes 

You’re the bright, nocturnal Vanilla Queen 
Your mask is sterile dignity 
Tell me why, nocturnal Vanilla Queen 
You haunt me, even in my dreams 

It couldn’t be avoided 
We were bound to meet 
I knew you would drag me down 
And toss me off my feet 
Sweet moments of desire 
Sweet moments of relief 
You blew down my fences 
You’re natural make-believe 

You’re the bright, nocturnal Vanilla Queen 
Your mask is sterile dignity 
Tell me why, nocturnal Vanilla Queen 
You haunt me, even in my dreams