Fire stones, battle clothes, to walk a tight rope

She goes, uh

Even when he spends all day to write her name on his boat

She goes, uh, she goes, uh

Call her Frangipane, they call her many names

But she can do without it

If she could, she would be the Duchess of Spain

But he just doesn't get it

She won't be won by anyone

She has a stone cold heart

She won't belong to anyone

She has a stone cold heart

She has a stone cold heart

She has a stone cold heart

Diamond ring is a thing in the four leaf clover

She goes, uh

Not even a thousand kings could win this queen over

She goes, uh-huh, uh-huh

She's done, she's tired of his endless gestures

But she can do without it

Couldn't care one bit when he pleads for suggestions

But he just doesn't get it

She won't be won by anyone

She has a stone cold heart

She won't belong to anyone

She has a stone cold heart

She won't be won by anyone

She has a stone cold heart

She won't belong to anyone

She has a stone cold, stone cold heart

She has a stone cold heart

She has a stone cold heart