Not Ralitsa Vassileva

Dinner table chattering cla*ses - tells us all we need to know. Like it. Lump it. Dig it. Dump it - on your late, late show. And do you think you're Ralitsa Va*sileva? You're just hand-me-down news in a cookie jar. It's a long way from here to CNN in America and a red-eyed opinion too far. Dish the dirt or dish the gravy. Spill the beans to me. Sinking fast in terminal boredom - Feigned interest flying free. And do you think you're Ralitsa Va*sileva etc. Talking monkey, breaking news junkie, tragedies to reveal. Light and breezy, up-beat squeezy, close in to touchy-feel. Pa*s the Merlot, dance the three-step Cut to a better chase. Align yourself with no proposition and simpler thoughts embrace. Let's talk about me. Let's talk about you. In a world of private rooms. Hide awhile from dark stormbringers - sad messengers of doom. Sadly, you can't be Ralitsa Va*sileva, ..... And do you think you're Ralitsa Va*sileva, .....