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Cairo, CairoCairo is my, my baby’s homeWomen in Cairo, CairoSure don’t dance, they don't dance aloneShould've never lent you that 45, I guess my lesson is not to lendThere’s a big needle going over the line and for a time you have a friendBut stone cold silence in the room means the record is at its endYou’re turning it over so many timesIt’s never going back into its sleeve againYeah there’s two; sides to every story but it seems like you’ve got tenWhen I get no letters, it’s the Cairo Blues you sendCairo, CairoCairo is my, my baby’s homeWomen in Cairo, CairoSure don’t dance, they don't dance aloneNow I know that every time you get lonesome you go and fill yourself to the brinkFind yourself a man in a suit and tie who’ll introduce you to what he drinksHe’s answering your questions funny now so you’ll wonder how he thinksHe sees his reflection in your skin, you’re gonna see yours in the hotel sinkStaring back, the Cairo blues it never blinksCairo, CairoCairo is my, my baby’s homeSongtexteWomen in Cairo, CairoSure don’t dance, they don't dance aloneNow I'm looking at those thin winter trees and their looking like railings for the skyI got my bare hands in my coat pockets, and it’s so cold I could cryWhen I see that forest falling, all I hear is firewoodAnd it's crackling louder than that record ever couldBut it don’t drown out those Cairo Blues for goodCairo, CairoCairo is my, my baby’s homeWomen in Cairo, CairoThey don't dance alone Aus Songtexte Mania