Said She Was A Dancer
(专辑: Crest Of A Knave - 1987)
She said she was a
dancer. If I
believed it, it was my busines She surely knew a
thing or two about control. Next to the
bar we hit the
samovar. She almost slipped right through my fingers. It was snowing outside and in her soul. Well, maybe you're a
dancer, and maybe I'm the
King of Old Siam. I
thought it through... best to let the
illusion roll. I
wouldn't say I've never heard that tale before, my frozen little senorita, but if your dream is good, why not share it when the
nights are cold? Hey Moscow, what's your story? Lady, take your time, don't hurry. Maybe a
student of the
agricultural plan. Hey Moscow, what's your name? If you don't want to say, don't worry. It would probably be hard for me to make it scan. With her phrase book in her silk soft hand she spoke in riddles while the
vodka listened. I
said, ``Let me look up love, if I
might be so bold.'' She was the
nearest thing to Rock and Roll that side of the
velvet curtain that separates eastern steel from western gold. Hey Miss Moscow, what's your story? You needn't speak aloud, just whisper. Am I
just the
closest thing to an Englishman? You've seen me in your magazines, or maybe on state television. I'm your Pepsi-Cola, but you won't take me out the
can. She said she was a
dancer so she did. She said she was a
dancer. If I
believed it, it was my business. It felt like a
merry dance that I
was being led. So I
stole one kiss. It was a
near miss. She looked at me like I
was Jack the
Ripper. She leaned in close. ``Goodnight,'' was all she said. So I
took myself off to bed.