Текст (слова) песни: Marc Almond - Anarcoma

A stiletto scrapes the pavement

Leaving a red streak of paint

Breaks a sweat upon the sailors

To them she is a saint

Tattoo on the muscle

That says

in love forever i

Shell take them and shell break them

Oh come hold me till I die.

Anarcoma, anarcoma, anarcoma

Theres a ladder in her nylons

Where we can climb up to the stars

Join a queue of borsalinos

As you bend over the bar

Tattoo on her muscle says

beware, behave, be mine

Shell eat them up for breakfast

One at a time

Anarcoma, anarcoma, anarcoma

Well come on if you need loving

Pirondelllo dont be shy

It just takes a little money

And well get there by and by

For Ive got a little more

Than any other girl

You pay a little extra

For a trip around the world

And if the world is not enough

Then Ill take you to the sky

Put you in an armhold

Blacken both your eyes

For youll find no other woman

That will love you like I do

Ill just open up the oven door

And leave the cooking up to you

Anarcoma, anarcoma, anarcoma

And she took me to her room

That had never seen the light

Those sheets had seen a legion

And she beat me up all night

And over morning coffee

She shook her black hair from its mess

Her lips a gash of lipstick

And she sucks a cigarette

Anarcoma, anarcoma, anarcoma

I could be yours

You could be mine

You could be mine

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