Frankfort Side Street

(álbum: Alias Pink Puzz - 1969)

A restless time in my hotel room
Nothing going on it seems
Misty rain outside and in my mind
To clear the cobwebs in my head
I walked alone on Frankfort streets
In the light of shadowed neon signs

They were waiting
They were waiting
They were waiting for a man to arrive
Waiting for a man to arrive

The streets were mixed of old and new
The stony bricks the concrete smooth
Many blocks of camera shops and bars
Behind the windows telescopes
And photographs of smiling girls
In the doorway hidden from the stars

They were waiting
They were waiting
They were waiting for a man to arrive
Waiting for a man to arrive

In thigh view skirt and plastic boots
She could have been just 17
One was 30 looking 65
From high school queen to weary frau
Expressions mixed on painted lips
And each one looking hungry in her eyes

They were waiting
They were waiting
They were waiting for a man to arrive
Waiting for a man to arrive
They were waiting for a man to arrive
Waiting for a man to arrive...