The Mantra Of The Quaintrelle - Brooke Fraser Lyrics

Quaintrelle
She hopes you can’t tell
The things she parades are barricades
Browse her collections
Gilded indications
Trophies lead line the walls
She don't need to know your name
And she'll make pleasure from your pain
And life is pain, but she don't care
And she don't care 'cause she's a
Quaintrelle
Quaintrelle
Mountains smile bleakly down
They masquerade as mothers
Brothers and sisters maintain their distance
And they won't meet her eye
She don't need to know your name
And she'll make pleasure from your pain
And life is pain, but she don't care
And she don't care 'cause she's a
Quaintrelle
Quaintrelle
Quaintrelle
Quaintrelle
Cultivate life's pleasures
And immerse yourself in leisurely pastimes
Whilst maintaining personal style and charm
Cultivate life's pleasures
And immerse yourself in leisurely pastimes
Whilst maintaining personal style and charm
She don't need to know your name
And she'll make pleasure from your pain
And life is pain, but she don't care
And she don't care 'cause she's a
She’s a
She don't need to know your name
And she'll make pleasure from your pain
And life is pain, but she don't care
And she don't care 'cause she's a
Quaintrelle
Quaintrelle
Quaintrelle
Quaintrelle
Cultivate life's pleasures
And immerse yourself in leisurely pastimes
Whilst maintaining personal style and charm