paroles de chanson Meet Mr. Blue - Tim Curry

Meet Mr. Blue
Elegant Jew of New York City
Ex-real estate man sits on the can
Always looks pretty

And Miss Never-Say-Please
Pink and white knees, it's favorite kitty
Clothes circuit queen fell off the screen
Oh, what a pity

Diamonds and things, shiners and dings
You powder-puff whore
And a backgammon king having a fling behind locked doors
Sleepy-time binge, disposable syringe
No, no, never no more
Pin-ups and thugs, dealers and drugs, escaping the boys

Straighten your hair, powder your nose, little junkettes
'Cause down on the street nobody knows about you yet

Pink as the rose pinned to your clothes, oh, how I'd regret
Should your show, come to a close, as a vignette

Shooting stars, they have fallen all around you
Where it is they all fell to, no one knows
Pretty soon I'm gonna shoot myself
Up with you
Just to find out where it is that you go

Meet Mr. Blue
Elegant Jew of New York City
Ex-real estate man sits on the can
Always looks pretty

And Miss Never-Say-Please
Pink and white knees, it's favorite kitty
Clothes circuit queen fell off the screen
Oh, what a pity

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Badada...