Lyrics Maybe I'm Lost - The Jazz Passengers, Deborah Harry

Maybe I'm Lost

Maybe i’m lost…
Watch while my mind starts to go…
Maybe i dribble a little.
Maybe i’m lost…
I only put up a front.
Losing the fear for the hunt.
Address me as madame kluseau!
People all tell me to go, to go, and jump off a bridge!
Where’s my house?
Maybe it’s time to relax.
Sell insurance and pack up your sax.
Buy a chateau au sud de la bronx.
Maybe they’re right.
They say i should bolt.
Take a train on the fifth of july.
I’ll pack some apples and eau de cologne.
Maybe i’ll try, i’ll try, i’ll try and blow up a bridge!
I’d be staring at tugboats in june
And what is the name of this tune?
Turning tricks on the boat to calais.
I’d be queen for a day.
Then i’d settle for luck.
Daily double at old aqueduct.
I’d fill my pockets with sheckles and juice.
Put my winnings to use.
And go, and go, and blow up a bridge!
Where’s my house?
What’s my name?
Where am i?