Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Neapolitan Girl, artist - The Divine Comedy. Date of issue: 30.05.2010
Song language: English
Neapolitan Girl |
| Through the rubble of the bombed out streets |
| Through the squalor and the poverty |
| Walks a proud Neapolitan girl |
| With a head of thick black curls |
| She doesn’t care 'bout right or wrong |
| Just about where the next meal’s coming from |
| Innocence can often be |
| Another one of war’s casualties |
| But innocence can be restored |
| With a visit to the Professore |
| For ten thousand Lira he |
| Can find mislaid virginity |
| His dirty needle leaves a trail of scars |
| And keeps her at the peak of her sexual powers |
| She takes him riding on the 133 |
| Through the city to the cemetery |
| Where the Neapolitan girls go |
| Down behind the headstones |
| Oh the quickening breath and muffled cries |
| As life and death become entwined |
| Now baby, just pretend you don’t see 'em |
| Lusting in the mausoleum |
| Lola has a lover in the city bank |
| And Lola has a lover in the British ranks |
| Well Lola has them over in the middle of the day |
| Cause Lola makes the neighbours all jealous that way |
| She doesn’t care 'bout right or wrong |
| Just about where the next meal’s coming from |
| Neapolitan girl |
| Neapolitan girl |