Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beautiful Red Dress, artist - Laurie Anderson. Album song Strange Angels, in the genre
Date of issue: 19.10.1989
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Beautiful Red Dress |
Well I was down at the Zig Zag |
That’s the Zig Zag Bar & Grill |
And everybody was talking at once |
And it was getting really shrill |
And I’ve been around the block |
But I don’t care I’m on a roll — I’m on a wild ride |
'Cause the moon is full and look out baby — |
I’m at high tide |
I’ve got a beautiful red dress |
And you’d look really good standing beside it. |
I’ve got some beautiful new red shoes |
And they look so fine |
I’ve got a hundred and five fever |
And it’s high tide |
Well just the other day I won the lottery |
I mean lots of money |
I got so excited I ran into my place and i said: |
HEY! |
Is anybody home? |
Nobody answered but I guess that’s not too weird |
Since I live alone |
I’ve got a beautiful red dress |
And you’d look really good standing beside it. |
Girls? |
We can take it And if we can’t we’re gonna fake it |
We’re gonna save ourselves, save ourselves |
We’re gonna make it |
And if we don’t we’re gonna take it |
We’re gonna save ourselves, save ourselves |
Well they say women shouldn’t be the president |
'Cause we go crazy from time to time |
Well push my button baby here I come |
Yeah look out baby I’m at high tide |
I’ve got a beautiful red dress |
And you’d look really good standing beside it. |
I’ve got a little jug of red sangria wine |
And we could take little sips from time to time |
I’ve got some bright red drop dead lips |
I’ve got a little red card and mechanical hips |
I’ve got a hundred and five fever!!! |
OK! |
OK! |
Hold it! |
I just want to say something |
You know, for every dollar a man makes |
A woman makes 63 cents |
Now, fifty years ago that was 62 cents |
So, with that kind of luck |
It’ll be the year 3,888 |
Before we make a buck |
But hey, girls? |
We can take it |
And if we can’t we’re gonna fake it |
We’re gonna save ourselves, save ourselves |
(Yeah tell it to the judge) |
We’re gonna make it |
And if we don’t we’re gonna take it |
We’re gonna save ourselves, save ourselves |
We’ve got a fever of a hundred and five |
And look baby It’s high tide |
Well I could just go on and on and on… |
But tonight I’ve got a headache |