Tommy 歌词

Cold thoughts inseparable Pale thoughts Commitment turned to tyranny Just a little drop of wine in your water A little spice in your rice This life's too plain for me Things come out of the darkness And they offer you sex Or something like it But that's not what you get Hey, tommy, lost in pigalle Hey, tommy, she's a hell of a gal Fresh legs, eyes, head, smiles, rampant genitals And many favorite daughters Our impeccable hospitality is free But I must insist you buy this young lady A whisky or a water But don't look at the price With ice, it's not so nice Here in the syphilis quarter Hey, tommy, lost in pigalle Hey, tommy, she's a hell of a gal Hey, tommy, lost in pigalle Scared stiff, penguified You're one hundred dollars lighter You wish you were light enough to fly But at eight foot two He's a monster from beirut You'd expected a seductress In her birthday suit The conversation starts with honey Quickly moves to money Ends with a man Not your sexy lady land Hey, tommy, lost in pigalle Hey, tommy, she's a hell of a gal Hey, tommy, lost in pigalle Hey, tommy, she's a hell of a gal