Roxy

J.K. is charming up his hand-wash love affairs

Softly cruising among the empty faces they wear

Each night it's easy to get a love

Alright get get get

And as I sit and I watch as he passes my way

Loving just one of his fourhundredeleven fiancées

Licking all his spacy fantasies

He's the ballroom blitz, honey

So I think of all my flic-flacs

And I wonder why I come here every night

To watch the osmosis of creepers of art and design

But another southern comfort

has to comfort that old jumping heart of mine

Sensational flight now

Just in a Roxy night

And the all-time black suited gambling boy

Is playing cards

And he's got to give his Mustang away

to my manager

He's got black cards

The Ramones upon the juke box're simply doping the guys

While the gypsy boys are painting my senses

Red hot blood

Stitch Stitch

Don't let the chick

With these stiletto heels walk by

She's got the nerve to share my vicious side

And the leather kid from behind the bar

He jumps right into the fight

Precious moments

Just another Roxy night

So come on all you doormen

Kiss my vertical smile

Ruff me up if you want

That's your stupid way to get high

When your mind is low

So

I'm knocking out a monster telling me I should go

He's a weekend casanova, a Travolta or so

What?

I don't know - tell me

The last thing on my mind

Is slow motion of what I desire

A silly kind of Kubrik

A clockwork that's out of time

And I end up in collapsing

on the bartender under champaigne on ice

With Freddy and her numbers

All in a Roxy night