Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 88 Lines About 44 Women, artist - The Nails. Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Song language: English
88 Lines About 44 Women |
| Deborah was a Catholic girl |
| She held out till the bitter end |
| Carla was a different type |
| She’s the one who put it in |
| Mary was a black girl |
| I was afraid of a girl like that |
| Susan painted pictures |
| Sitting down like a Buddha sat |
| Reno was a nameless girl |
| A geographic memory |
| Cathy was a Jesus freak |
| She liked that kind of misery |
| Vicki had a special way |
| Of turning sex into a song |
| Kamela, who couldn’t sing |
| Kept the beat and kept it strong |
| Xylla was an archetype |
| The voodoo queen, the queen of wrath |
| Joan thought men were second best |
| To masturbating in a bath |
| Sherry was a feminist |
| She really had that gift of gab |
| Kathleen’s point of view was this |
| Take whatever you can grab |
| Seattle was another girl |
| Who left her mark upon the map |
| Karen liked to tie me up |
| And left me hanging by a strap |
| Jeannie had this nightclub walk |
| That made grown men feel underage |
| Mary Ellen, who had a son |
| Said I must go, but finally stayed |
| Gloria, the last taboo |
| Was shattered by her tongue one night |
| Mimi brought the taboo back |
| And held it up before the light |
| Marilyn, who knew no shame |
| Was never ever satisfied |
| Julie came and went so fast |
| She didn’t even say goodbye |
| Rhonda had a house in Venice |
| Lived on brown rice and cocaine |
| Patty had a house in Houston |
| Shot cough syrup in her veins |
| Linda thought her life was empty |
| Filled it up with alcohol |
| Katherine was much too pretty |
| She didn’t do that shit at all |
| Uh huh, not Katherine |
| Pauline thought that love was simple |
| Turn it on and turn it off |
| Jean-Marie was complicated |
| Like some French filmmaker’s plot |
| Gina was the perfect lady |
| Always kept her stockings straight |
| Jackie was a rich punk rocker |
| Silver spoon and a paper plate |
| Sarah was a modern dancer |
| Lean pristine transparency |
| Janet wrote bad poetry |
| In a crazy kind of urgency |
| Tanya Turkish liked to fuck |
| While wearing leather biker boots |
| Brenda’s strange obsession |
| Was for certain vegetables and fruit |
| Rowena was an artist’s daughter |
| The deeper image shook her up |
| Dee Dee’s mother left her father |
| Took his money and his truck |
| Debbie Ray had no such problems |
| Perfect Norman Rockwell home |
| Nina, 16, had a baby |
| Left her parents, lived alone |
| Bobbi joined a New Wave band |
| Changed her name to Bobbi Sox |
| Eloise, who played guitar |
| Sang songs about whales and cops |
| Terri didn’t give a shit |
| Was just a nihilist |
| Ronnie was much more my style |
| Cause she wrote songs just like this |
| Jezebel went forty days |
| Drinking nothing but Perrier |
| Dinah drove her Chevrolet |
| Into the San Francisco Bay |
| Judy came from Ohio |
| She’s a Scientologist |
| Amaranta, here’s a kiss |
| I chose you to end this list |