| Well, its the last call at the fag end
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| Of the wrong bar at the bad end
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| Of the wrong side of a dog town
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| On a one way road that takes you down
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| From a shit creek, and back again
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| The doors swing open and they all come in
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| From the arse end of a sick world
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| A bus load of Yakuza girls
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| Yakuza girls, chicks of doom
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| Fanning out to cover the room
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| Smokin' Luckys, climbin the bar
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| Drinkin' saki from an old fruit jar
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| Yakuza girls, 12 o’clock high
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| Fishnets all the way to Hawaii
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| Playin' karioke and singin' along
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| With the key words of a lock’n’loll song
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| Well, ya get to see 'em all comin' through this place
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| Every household name then forgotten face
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| Every fucked up, low down, pin tucked, rewound
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| Siliconed, pillsucker has been that ever found
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| Jesus in the bottom of a bottle, Yeah
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| I reckon I’d seen it all, but I swear
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| I never seen this much potential romance since
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| Lovelace Watkins split his pants
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| Yakuza girls, climbin' the walls
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| Chewin' on gum, grabbin' my balls
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| And tellin' me to cough, seein' how far
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| They can pole dance off the end of the bar
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| Yakuza girls, doin' the dog
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| With a yo-yo in and outa the bog
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| Who’s that haulin' on a rubber glove
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| Yakuza girls, lookin' for love |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yakuza Girls , by - Cold Chisel. Song from the album The Best Of Cold Chisel: All For You, in the genre Иностранный рок