Текст песни Soft Cell - L`Esqualita
Soft Cell - L`Esqualita слова песни
Oh I would believe that she`s a real divaAs she tugs at the reinsOf a hundred ChihuahuasShe`ll live a few yearsBut she`ll have some adventuresThen sing off her sequinsWith tears and with traumasA fistful of loveWith Raoul KowalskiHe`s only a slob of a Corsican junkieHoods, Heroin, Hot JanesThose fingers of finesseSalo aftershaveSpend the rent on a new dressChi Chi at the barDressed Г L`EsqualitaTalks of Johns and JoansAnd tomorrow`s rhinestonesI`m so sick in my spare timeHumouring thugsWe could go out for dinnerBut we`re always on drugsConchita piqueurShe will take on the whole floorThis Carmen in cling filmWill bathe in your applauseShe pads out the glamourWith warmth from your dollarsSqueeze out your breathWith the strength from her shouldersOK so it`s hamBut she means every wordIn a ten minute balladOf despair and bloodWith one hand to the bosomPaid for by the balladBut somewhere in thereIs a deep love for loveChi Chi at the BarDressed Г L`EsqualitaTalks of Johns and JoansAnd tomorrow`s rhinestonesI`m so sick in my spare timeHumouring thugsWe could go out to dinnerBut we`re always on drugsAnd somewhere in thereIs a deep love for loveAnd somewhere in thereIs a deep love for love