Uploaded March 2015 | Updated September 2026, 11 minutes ago

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Lyrics:
it was a strange place and a tender age; I was just a babe in school
saw them roll their eyes at me every time that I thought that I was cool
well uh god knows I was no chosen one; that just wasn't my prime
yeah it's just matter of time, honey, it's just a matter of time

and I will WORK THIS BODY I will burn this flame
oh in the dead of night, and in the pouring rain
yeah, I'm a work-a-holic and I swear, I swear
yeah, and one day I will beat you fair and square

show me what you got
WORK THIS BODY on the floor
just who do you think you are
cmon meet me on the court

que ferais-tu?
(what will you do?)
putain, je ne sais pas!
(fuck, I don't know!)

it ain't no matter of "if", honey, it's just a matter of "when"
ah, some sunday when it's my face in the newspaper again
all the rag magazines, black limousines, they'll be getting in line
yeah it's just a matter of time, honey, it's just a matter of time

and I will WORK THIS BODY I will burn this flame
oh in the dead of night, and in the pouring rain
yeah, I'm a work-a-holic and I swear, I swear
yeah, and one day I will beat you fair and square

show me what you got
WORK THIS BODY on the floor
just who do you think you are
cmon meet me on the court

que ferais-tu?
(what will you do?)
putain, je ne sais pas!
(fuck, I don't know!)
ne viens pas pleurer...
(just don't come crying...)
vers moi...
(to me...)