Mess Hall (The)

Marlene
Oh Marlene You call my nameFor someone to wrap your wings around Eyes so wideFor the passenger sideLittle doggie Who just wants to howlThe way you lean 35 degreesWith the pain stripped from your toesOh Marlene you're bound to igniteThe burden of another's soulThe bible in your handThe bible in your hand Is just for showThe bible in your handThe bible in your hand Is just for showIs just for showI remember the years gone byTwo kids on a ferris wheelGoing round and roundTrying to make that weekend lastSongtexteGoing round and roundTrying to make that weekend lastWhere you gonna fallWhere you gonna fallOh Marlene You let the men leadBut they all just stepOh your toesYou can't find the heatDancing bare feetOn a floorSix deep with snowOh how weakFor a man to thinkHe could have youAll for a song Standing from afarWith his mouth ajarWeighing up his rights and wrongsThe bible in your handThe bible in your hand Is just for showThe bible in your handThe bible in your hand Is just for showIs just for show Aus Songtexte Mania