Lyrics
I saw you sitting across the room
By a sailor with a tattooed arm
Drinking scotch like it was two cents plain
That's when I knew you weren't from the farm
Someone said you'd come from Brisbane town
And you ordered that you'd be my guest
A high class scandal no one could talk about
I'm sure they're in enough of a mess
You're no angel
That's easy to see
You're no angel
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're no angel
But that's alright with me
Yes, that's alright with me
Every time I see you, you wear something new
Always dressed in the latest styles
You only buy from the fancy shops
Snakeskin, lamb and crocodile
Penthouse apartment, yours is the best in town
You got a chauffeur and a butler too
You let them stay in bed 'til half past one
I wish your neighbors must talk about you
You're no angel
That's easy to see
Didn't get those diamonds working nine to six
You're no angel
But that's alright with me
Yes, that's alright
That's alright with me
You're no angel
That's easy to see
Didn't get those diamonds working nine to six
You're no angel
But that's alright with me
Yes, that's alright with me
Alright with me
Alright with me
Alright with me