Текст (слова) песни: Dire Straits - Portobello Belle
Belladonna`s on the high street Her breasts upon the offbeat And the stalls are just the side shows Victoriana`s old clothes Yeah she got the skirt so tight now She wanna travel light now She wanna tear up all her roots now She got the turn-up on the boots now She thinks she`s tough She ain`t no English rose But the blind singer He`s seen enough and he knows He do a song about a long gone Irish girl But I got one for you my Portobello Belle She sees a man upon his back there Escaping from a sack there And Belladonna lingers Her gloves they got no fingers Blind man he`s singing the Irish He gets his money in a tin dish Just a corner serenader Once upon a time he could have made her She thinks she`s tough She ain`t no English rose But the blind singer He`s seen enough and he knows He do a song about a long gone Irish girl But I got one for you my Portobello Belle Yes and these barrow boys are hawking And a parakeet is squawking Upon a truck a paper rhino She get the crying of a wino And then she get the reggae rumble Belladonna`s in the jungle But she ain`t no garden flower There ain`t no distress in the tower Belladonna walks Belladonna taking control She don`t care about your window box Or your button hole She sing a song about a long gone Irish girl But I got one for you my Portobello Belle
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