When you do that little thing That fascinating thing I get so fascinated with you baby My knees get weak Every time you speak my name The way you treat me mama means everything Come on and do that thing That fascinating thing!
Your mama never told you how you were s'posed to treat a girl Your papa never told you now you're alone, out in the world Sirens are screaming inside the winding sheets are pale The devils are dreaming, dreaming of a blue angel
Now I lay me down to sleep but troubled dreams are all I find I pray the Lord my soul to keep I pray so I won't lose my mind Streetlights come streaming on wings tonight I'll soon set sail The devils are dreaming, dreaming of a blue angel
Your mama's gonna take it hard you always were your mama's boy You're lying in the graveyard now you're not your mama's joy Silence is screaming i'll bat an eye and cast my spell The devil's are dreaming, dreaming of a blue angel
The devil's are dreaming, dreaming of a blue angel
The devil's are dreaming, dreaming of a blue angel
We meet at Lafittes each night as twilight sleeps A kind of reverie A kind of sleepy feeling is creeping over me Thats the place for dancing and romancing Thats the place where you and me could go if we were lovers stealing An evening at Lafittes When we meet at Lafittes each night as twilight creeps A kind of reverie A kind of sleepy feeling is creeping over me Thats the place for dancing and romancing Thats the place where you and me could go if we were lovers stealing An evening at Lafittes
I was walking down the street A stranger said to me Be careful what you do Then when waiting for a train I heard a strange refrain Id watch out if I were you, boy Is something going to happen soon Somethings going to happen soon I have a phone that dosent ring A line that dosent sting I have a dream where snowflakes fall inside a painted hall But that dont pay the rent If you draw a bow draw the strongest Yes, and if you use an arrow use the longest Altough I dont spook easily It has occured to me Transformation is in the air Are the heavens conspiring to show me this new thing Or has it always been there
