| Song | Savoir Faire |
| Artist | Sheena Easton |
| Album | The Best Of Sheena Easton |
| Savoir Faire | |
| She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse | |
| And she going where the lights are on | |
| She shaking obscene like a fucking machine | |
| And she磗 gone, gone, gone | |
| She cooking crack giving us heart attack | |
| And she living in a kooky show | |
| She open your mind for the millionth time | |
| And then go, go, go | |
| And she got everything she needs | |
| She got pretty, pretty feet | |
| And she got flowers in her hair | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| She got savoir faire | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| She shaking the scene outside in between | |
| And she rocking to the loony tunes | |
| And she make love and swallow a dove | |
| In her room, room, room | |
| She speeding away thru the city today | |
| And she living in a kooky show | |
| With showlife, lowlife watching her go | |
| And then move, move, move | |
| And she got everything she needs | |
| (harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
| And she got pretty pretty feet | |
| (painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah) | |
| And she got flowers in her hair | |
| (daffodils from windowsills) | |
| She got savoir faire | |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Savoir Faire | |
| She live in a house, she stupid as a mouse | |
| And she going where the lights are on | |
| She shaking obscene like a fucking machine | |
| And she zhuān gone, gone, gone | |
| She cooking crack giving us heart attack | |
| And she living in a kooky show | |
| She open your mind for the millionth time | |
| And then go, go, go | |
| And she got everything she needs | |
| She got pretty, pretty feet | |
| And she got flowers in her hair | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| She got savoir faire | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| She shaking the scene outside in between | |
| And she rocking to the loony tunes | |
| And she make love and swallow a dove | |
| In her room, room, room | |
| She speeding away thru the city today | |
| And she living in a kooky show | |
| With showlife, lowlife watching her go | |
| And then move, move, move | |
| And she got everything she needs | |
| harmony and ecstasy yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| And she got pretty pretty feet | |
| painted toes and soft, soft soles yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| And she got flowers in her hair | |
| daffodils from windowsills | |
| She got savoir faire | |
| Yeah, yeah |