Marc Almond - A Salty Dog Lyrics
Saint JudyShe's staggering across the floorSaint JudyBehaving like a whoreSaint JudyShe's giving it all the tearsShe tears her dressLooks a messWell I've wanted to do it for yearsWell I've wanted to do it for yearsNow I had a dreamWell, more a fantasyKip Noll, John Holmes and meAll in bed we were going O.T.T.What a sight to seeWhat a sight to seeWell a diva a dayKeeps the boredom awayI love 'em when they throw up their armsAnd they bathe in that applauseShoutingScreamingSingingStampingSlamming hotel doorsChampagne chilledAnd the pills well spilledAll wide eyesAnd overkillMinksThe drinksThe curvesThe kinksAlways acts before she thinksWell that's what you call a star boysThat's what you call a starToo many of my skeletonsIn other people's closetsToo many people takingWithout leaving depositsToo many people bringing me downBringing me downWell they may find me on a hotel floorHigh heels in a pool of goreCurtains closedAnd a bolted doorBreaking every lawAnd if I die before I wake upI pray the Lord don't smudge my make-upThe dress will be fine when the hem I take upThe dress will be just fineSometimes I feel like a moral-less childSometimes I feel that I've gone too wildSpilled my gutsDone myself inDied for a multitude of sinsIt feels good to die for your sinsIt feels so goodSo good boysWell, let's all put on our sequinned dressesAnd end it all in tearsLets all holler and beat our breastsEnding it all in tears
