Lyrics Jackie Dressed In Cobras - The New Pornographers

Look, we′ve seen this kind of thing before
Jackie flirts with cobras at the door
Don't live your life inside a mirror, flirt with glances
New York City, you′ve had your chances
Yes, you've had 'em, yes, you′ve had ′em, yes, you've had ′em

On a train devouring the land
There's a kid going insane over her man
Insane over her man, insane over her

Look, we′ve seen this kind of thing before
Orchids hanging from the reverend's door
And if he hollers, let him out, ′cause he's gonna shout
There's something in the way she moves that shouldn′t be allowed, oh

Wrapped on the jungle floor, Jackie′s dressed in cobras
Giving me ideas, what I really need now is ideas

Look, we've seen this kind of thing before
Vampires drawn across the ballroom floor
Mistake this bloodlust feast for dancing
New York City, you′ve had your chances
Yes, you've had ′em, yes, you've had ′em, yes, you've had 'em

On a train devouring the land
There′s a kid going insane over her man
Insane over her man, insane over her

On a train devouring the land
There′s a kid going insane over her man
Insane over her man, insane over her

On a train devouring the land
There's a kid going insane over her man
Insane over her man, insane over her

Wrapped on the jungle floor, Jackie′s dressed in cobras
Wrapped on the jungle floor, Jackie's dressed in cobras
Wrapped on the jungle floor, Jackie′s dressed in cobras