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Bordello

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Bordello

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Mmmm...

Good evening

Well this house looks like a bordello

And your mind it looks like a garage

And your garter looks like nothing

And you blew it, blew it large, yeah

Don't give me no trouble

Don't give me no strife

I'm tired of these shadows keep following me

All my _kin' life

And your mind looks like a bordello

And your treehouse looks like a suite

I'm looking up to the silver stars

And I'm looking down at your feet

Don't tell me no lies, baby

I know just where you've been

Walking around St. Petersburg singing a hymn

Walking around St. Petersburg singing a hymn, like this

Please God help me out of this mess

Please God help me out of this mess

Fifteen long days and I need to confess

Mind looks like a bordello

This bordello looks like a shop

I'm skipping all over the silver streets

And when I run I stop

Do you hear me now?

Ahh, yeah

One for the crooked grocer

Two for his stupid wife

Three for the dark that bit me

Five, yeah

Ah, don't give me no trouble

Don't give me no lip

I'm gonna get a replacement

Because I'm so hip

Now listen...

Your mind looks like a bordello

Mmmm, yeah

Now you remember that time

We were walking down Cleveland Street, yeah

Huh!

Mmmm, I saw the way you're looking at the men passing by

'Cause your mind is a bordello, baby

And I'm a nasty fellow, baby

And I was all turning yellow, baby

I said 'Hello baby!'

Ahh, don't give me no trouble

Please don't give me no lip

I know you've got a martini

I just want a little sip

Before I jump off of this ship ??? [3:19]

Your mind looks like a bordello

Your head looks like a tree

I look like you, baby

But you don't look like me, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Ahh, sweet angel

Can't you numb anymore

Home time, hey hey

I'm sliding under your door

With the midnight ghosts

With my claws of steel....

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