So you don’t have to tell me to mind my own,
I know.
So you don’t have to tell me to mind my own,
I know.
So you don’t have to tell me to mind my own,
I know.
So you don’t have to tell me to mind my own,
I know Chinatown!
Everything’s so ugly.
Chinatown!
Yet everything’s so lucky
Chinatown!
The neon signs’ a-buzzin’
Chinatown!
Someone draws a curtain
They won’t
let me in…
(k. pie, d. pie, s. nease, harpoon, tran-tran)
O my stars,
it was a
kinky year for
sex in cinema
Oh yes it was!
Ugly George went a-walkin’ by the shore
He went a-lookin’ for some ho-oh-
oho-ohm…
Oh my God…
If you are there or if you are not
We’ve gotta talk
…
You think so big
and me,
I am so small…
You see,
I am so small
I listen to the wind on the windowpane
It’s all the same
It’s all the same
So I stay in bed and I blow through this old brain.
Yes, I stay in bed
and blow through this old brain.
