My man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea

Well no one told me about her
The way she lied
Well no one told me about her
How many people cried

My man's got a heart like a rock cast in the sea

Well no one told me about her
The way she lied
Well no one to

Well no one told me about her
The way she lies
Well no one told me about her
How many people cried

Well no one told me about her
The way she lies
Well no one told me about her
How many people cried

But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would i know?

You must have met a friend of mine called Algie
That's his name
He dines out at the Carlton all the week
He's an awfully clever scholar
He's beautiful at science
And his algebra is simply magnifique

Of course, he don't know much about the world and girls and all
But

On a night like this
In this great city
The same skies these trees these passers by
The whole calm romantic clumsy life

I'd like to go to Paris on the Seine
'Cos Paris is a friend
A proper friend of mine
I'd like to go to Paris on the Seine
And I'd like to go ag

First buffalo gal goes around the outside
'Round the outside, 'round the outside

Two buffalo gals go around the outside
'Round the outside, 'round the outside

Three buffalo gals go around the outside

Four buffalo gals go around the outside
'Round the outside, 'round

After the summer holidays
I decided to shed my clothes forever...

Now living under clouds of surf
Rising like steam from a boiling cauldron

I call a wave
I call a wave
I call a wave right now!
I call a wave

A secret history of a time to come
The free explosion
Everyone must search for what he loves
And for what attracts him
So, I took Eric, Mr.Satie to an Algerian Rai Club

Losing James Bond in Pigalle was the best night
I ever had

La la la la C'est nul
La la la l

In case you didn't know my flows grows for sure
I'm makin sure you niggaz don't try me no mo'
Weak shit you talkin and I'm surprised that shits sellin
Do-for-self niggaz full of felon's who the fuck you tellin
Braggin bout money where that shit be at
After videos all that shi

Three years have gone by and here I am
Back in Nagasaki, in Cho Cho's garden
Dear Heaven! With my american wife, Katy
Gee! Katy loves Cho Cho's baby.
Cho Cho, I can't confront her, I am still married to her
I remember my friend Sharpless over there,
he warned me I was a b

This has got to be a special tribute to the houses of New York
Le Beija, Extravaganza, Magnifique, St. Laurent, Omni, Ebony, Dupree

In my black tights just throwing shade
Doing this dance that some queen made
I remember the first time I saw it
Told my brother to put me up o

All over the world high school girls
Take to the ropes and turn them slow

Starts a beat and a loop
they skip and jump thru the hoop

They might break and they might fall
About the gals from New York City donY

They just start again
start again.
Heh ebo ebonett

We walked those streets until we were too
Drunk to know which corner to turn
Driving ourselves into delirium
I then emerged with a message of
Seduction for Mr Satie
Paris, the scent of dreams
Perfume is the Jazz drenched scent of this city
We will wreck this world

There's a girl I simply dote on
She has no single flaw
A simple skirt and coat on
And a sailor had of straw

Yet she looks more splendid
Than all the world today
She'll soon be my intended
Perhaps that's why I say

It's you I love
Not your hat, your frock or

I was thirteen and had to be seen in black on black
Worn with negative feelings
Je suis francais
And then downstairs to a Paris underground

I get a kick out of you
Oh baby, baby!
You don't drive a big fast car
You don't look like a movie start
Oh baby, oh baby!<

I wore black on sashe ma de treis
Feelings in the air that love today
It's true I don't believe love beyond the grave
But then I listen to a trumpet play

You wore black on sashe ma de treis
I can still hear you miles away
I wore black you wore black
The trumpet ans

In this crowded desert they call Paris
I've been watching you
Watching you watching me
And every time I think of you
I think could this be love
AI ai ai ai

Une ligne dans ma main
Et tu es droit sur mon chemin
Comme une enfant perdue
Mon Paradis c'est la rue<

Madam Butterfly
from the opera "Madam Butterfly" by Puccini
adapted by Malcolm McLaren and Robby Kilgore

Pinkerton:
Back in Nagasaki I got married to Cho Cho San
that was her name
back in those days
and when I was her man
I'm going back to visit her
she got

Meeting Juliette Greco in bed in the afternoon with Miles Davis
In a cheap hotel on Saint-Germain
Seeing them later in love at the Club Tabou
A ghost of New Orleans
Juliette dances with Miles' trumpet
Miles and miles and miles of Miles Davis
Echoes around the room
Wit

Seeing those short hairs so close
And smelling the stale odour of scent and sweat
Yeah, I was overcome with desire for it
And reaching out my hands
I grabbed her sweet arse
I always get a kick out of Paris

I grabbed her cute arse so close
And sank my desperate mouth

I feel love, Paris Paris
Love to love, Paris Paris
Feelings so close to my heart

Barman dans le shaker, d'abord de l'élégance
Un trait de Sacré-Coeur et deux doight de Doisneau
Une Piaf, quelques moineaux et Joséphine Baker...

Là une de Prévert, mais sans raton-