Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gilda, artist - Momus. Album song Monsters of Love, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 17.08.2021
Record label: Cherry Red
Song language: English
Gilda |
Put the blame on Mame, boys |
Put the blame on Mame |
Rita Hayworth is Gilda |
Gilda is a real swell dame |
In a wrap-round robe of liquid gold |
One glove on, one off |
An angel in blue |
From head to toe |
Entirely made for love |
Put the blame on Mame, boys |
Mame or Lili Marlene |
Leaning on the Hollywood ponybar |
Keeping an eye on the game |
Johnny, when your birthday comes |
She’ll whisper in your ear |
She’ll treat you so sweet |
You’ll wish you had birthdays |
Every night of the week |
You hate this hair |
You hate this face |
You hate these breasts and this body |
But hate is such a very exciting emotion |
Don’t you find, Johnny? |
Put the blame on Mame, boys |
Go ahead, pick on a dame |
Her heart belongs to Daddy |
Because Daddy’s the man who’s paying |
Europe is a very big continent |
But she’ll conquer it if anyone can |
Inch by inch |
Mile by mile |
Man by man |
You hate this hair |
You hate this face |
You hate these breasts and this body |
But hate is such a very exciting emotion |
Don’t you find, Johnny? |
You hate this style |
You hate this grace |
As you sit cross-legged in your study |
Hate is a very stimulating thing |
In certain hands, buddy |
In Rio de Janeiro, so rich and so unreal |
She sings at a casino with trick mirrors and rigged wheels |
That song from Casablanca, you must remember this |
When love is hate and hate is lust |
A kiss is never just a kiss, Johnny |