Dry
Album - 11 febbraio 1992 - Debaser id 17

Oh my lover
Don't you know it's alright ?
You can love her
You can love me at the same time
Much to discover
I know you don't have the time but
Oh my lover
Don't you know it's alright ?

Oh my sweet thing
Oh my honey thighs
Give me your troubles
I'll keep them with mine
Take at your leisure
Take whatever you can find but
Oh my sweet thing
Don't you know it's alright ?

It's alright
It's alright
There's no time
So it's alrigh-igh-ight

What's that color
Forming around your eyes
Once my lover
Tell me that it's alright
Just another
Before you go...go away
Oh my lover
Why don't you just say my name ?

And it's alright
Say it's alright
There's no time

Stella marie you're my star

Stella marie you're my star
Stand on ground look up at her
Just hanging in gold stone
Just hanging there face froze

But I think I see her smiling
Think I see her smiling
Think I see her smiling
Think I see her smiling
Go, go, go
Go go

Stella marie you're my star
In your blue blue tavern
You'll light my lantern
O stella's large
*Pink on her face
*It's glowing this place

A place for heroes only
Place for heroes only
Place for heroes only
Place for heroes only
Go, go, go
Go go go go

Stella marie you're my star
I pin you to my chest
Sell you to the rest
I kiss her gown
Send those angels down to woo me now

I think I see her smiling
Think I see her smiling
Think I see her smiling
Think I see her smiling
Go, go, go
Go go
Go, go, go
Go go
Go, go, go
Go go

Put on that dress
I'm going out dancing
Starting off red
Gleam and sparkling he'll see me
Music play make me dreamy for dancing
Must be a way that I can dress to please him
It's hard to walk and the dress is not easy
I'm swinging over like a heavy loaded fruit tree

If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on

It's sad to see
Lonely or this lonely
Close up my eyes
Dreamy dreamy music make it be alright
Music play make it good for romancing
Must be a way I can dress to please him
Swing and sway everything will be alright
But he's feeling so down tight tonight

If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on

You pretty thing
My man says
But I bought you beautiful dresses
You pretty thing
My man says
But I bought you beautiful dresses

Filthy type your dress is filthy
I'm falling flat and my arms are empty
Get away better get it out of this room
A fallen woman in dancing costume

If you put it on X8

I stumble in and in
You fit me with those angel wings
Set me goal
Set me high
Set it up I'm in the sky

The storm is gone
(and the storm is gone)
And the temperature's high
(and the temperature's high)
And Delilah is dining
(and Delilah is dining)
At my table

Tell any how how how
How lucky we are
Angel at my table
God in my car
Get it at sea
Take a ship
I'd christen her "Victory"
She'd make it

Vic-to-ry, Vic-to-ry

Come on boys
Let's push it hard
You bump down, push your motor car
Come on boys
You've done us proud
You sweat 'til I'll mop it right off your brow

Vic-to-ry, Vic-to-ry
Vic-to-ry, Vic-to-ry

'Til the storm is gone
('til the storm is gone)
And the temperature's high
(and the temperature's high)
And delilah is dining
(and delilah is dining)
At my table

'Til the storm is gone
('til the storm is gone)
And the temperature's high
(and the temperature's high)
And delilah is dining
(and delilah is dining)
At my table
Hey

I've been trying to show you over and over
Look at these my child-bearing hips
Look at these my ruby red ruby lips
Look at these my work strong arms and
You've got to see my bottle full of charm
I lay it all at your feet
You turn around and say back to me

He said
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist

Gonna wash that man right out of my head
*Just like the first time he said he didn't care
Gonna wash that man right out of my hair
Heard it before, no more
Gonna wash that man right out of my head

Turn the corner another one there
Gonna wash that man right out of my head
Heard it before

He said
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist

Put money in your idle hole
Put money in your idle hole

Gonna wash that man right out of my head
Just like the first time he said he didn't care
Gonna wash that man right out of my head
Heard it before, no more
Gonna take my hips to a man who cares
Turn the corner another one there
Gonna take my hips to a man who cares
Heard it before

He said
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist
Sheela-na-gig, sheela-na-gig
You exhibitionist

Put money in your idle hole
Put money in your idle hole

He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"
He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"

He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"
He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"

He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"
He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"

He said "wash your breasts, I don't want to be unclean"
He said "please take those dirty pillows away from me"

Samson, the strength
That's in, your arms
Oh to be, your stunning
Bride

Samson, your hair
Glistening, like sun
Oh would, that it
Were mine

Samson, your hair
That's in, my hands
I'll keep it safe
You're mine, you're mine

He said wait, said wait
Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe
Said wait, said wait
Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe

Said wait, said wait
Delilah my babe
You lied in my face
You cut off my hair
You lied in my bed

Samson, your stay
With your 'lilah
I'll hold you in
My hands
Yeah

Your hair
Restrain
My man
My man

He said wait, said wait
Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe
Said wait, said wait
Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe

He said wait, said wait
Delilah my babe, Delilah my babe

Said wait, said wait
Delilah my babe
You lied in my face
You cut off my hair
You lied in my bed

Joe will you be my buddy please
Stay with me when I fall and die
Always thought you'd come rushing in
Clear the shit out of my eye

Joe will you be my buddy please
Lay my enemies out in lines
Come in close now I'll wash your feet
With my hair I'll mop them dry

With my hair I'll mop them dry
Something over there I do not like
There's no use to wondering

Joe will you be my buddy please
In this hell and day long time
When I'm trusting my hated tree
Cut me down with your silver knife

Cut me down with your silver knife
Something over there I do not like
There's no use to wondering