Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Little Lovers, artist - Marc Almond. Album song Absinthe: The French Album, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 31.12.1992
Record label: One Little Independent
Song language: English
My Little Lovers |
| A tearful tincture washes |
| The cabbage green skies |
| Beneath the dribbling tree |
| With tender shoots… |
| Your raincoats |
| White with special moons |
| With round eyes |
| Knock together your kneecaps |
| My ugly ones |
| We loved each other |
| At that time |
| Blue, ugly one |
| We ate soft boiled eggs |
| And chickweed |
| One evening, you anointed me poet |
| Blond ugly one |
| Come down here that I may whip you |
| Across my lap |
| I spewed your brilliantine |
| Black, ugly one |
| You would chop my mandolin |
| On the edge of my brow |
| Ugh! |
| My dried saliva |
| Red-haired, ugly one |
| Still infects the trenches |
| Of your round breast |
| Oh my little lovers |
| How I hate you |
| Plaster with painful blisters |
| Your ugly tits |
| Stamp on my old pots |
| Of sentiment |
| Come on up |
| Be ballerinas for me |
| Just for a minute |
| Ohhhh… |
| Your shoulder blades |
| Are dislocated |
| Oh, my loves |
| A star on your lame back |
| Turn your turns |
| And yet it’s for these mutton shoulders |
| That I’ve written poems |
| I would like to smash your hips |
| For having loved |
| Pointless heap of failed stars |
| Crowd the corners |
| You will burst in God |
| Saddled with ignoble worries |
| Beneath the special moons |
| With Round eyes |
| Knock together your kneecaps |
| My ugly ones! |