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 [bad word] 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