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Van Morrison
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Madame George
作詞:Van Morrison
Down on Cyprus Avenue, with a childlike vision leaping into view Clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe Ford and Fitzroy, Madame George Marching with the soldier boy behind
He's much older with hat on drinking wine And that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through The cool night air like Shalimar And outside they're making all the stops The kids out in the street collecting bottle tops
Gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops Happy taken Madame George, that's when you fall Whoa, that's when you fall, yeah, that's when you fall When you fall into a trance
A sitting on a sofa playing games of chance With your folded arms and history books you glance Into the eyes of Madame George and you think you found the bag You're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
In the corner playing dominoes in drag The one and only Madame George And then from outside the frosty window raps She jumps up and says, 'Lord, have mercy, I think it's the cops'
And immediately drops everything she gots Down into the street below and you know you gotta go On that train from Dublin up to Sandy Row Throwing pennies at the bridges down below
And the rain, hail, sleet and snow Say goodbye to Madame George Dry your eye for Madame George Wonder, why for Madame George?
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 And as you leave, the room is filled with music Laughing, music, dancing, music all around the room And all the little boys come around, walking away from it all So cold and as you're about to leave She jumps up and says, 'Hey love, you forgot your gloves' And the gloves to love to love the gloves
To say goodbye to Madame George Dry your eye for Madame George Wonder, why for Madame George? Dry your eyes for Madame George Say goodbye in the wind and the rain on the back street
In the backstreet, in the back street Say goodbye to Madame George In the backstreet, in the back street, in the back street Down home, down home in the back street, gotta go
Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Dry your eye, your eye, your eye, your eye, your eye Say goodbye to Madame George And the loves to love to love the love, say goodbye Ooh, mmm
Say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Goodbye to Madame George Dry your eye for Madame George Wonder, why for Madame George?
The love's to love the, love's to love the, love's to love Say goodbye, goodbye, get on the train Get on the train, the train, the train This is the train, this is the train
Whoa, say goodbye, goodbye Get on the train, get on the train
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