Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Roxy , by - Triumvirat. Song from the album Russian Roulette, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2001
Record label: EMI Germany
Song language: English
Roxy |
| J.K. |
| is charming up his hand-wash love affairs |
| Softly cruising among the empty faces they wear |
| Each night it’s easy to get a love |
| Alright get get get |
| And as I sit and I watch as he passes my way |
| Loving just one of his fourhundredeleven fiancées |
| Licking all his spacy fantasies |
| He’s the ballroom blitz, honey |
| So I think of all my flic-flacs |
| And I wonder why I come here every night |
| To watch the osmosis of creepers of art and design |
| But another southern comfort |
| Has to comfort that old jumping heart of mine |
| Sensational flight now |
| Just in a Roxy night |
| And the all-time black suited gambling boy |
| Is playing cards |
| And he’s got to give his Mustang away |
| To my manager |
| He’s got black cards |
| The Ramones upon the juke box’re simply doping the guys |
| While the gypsy boys are painting my senses |
| Red hot blood |
| Stitch Stitch |
| Don’t let the chick |
| With these stiletto heels walk by |
| She’s got the nerve to share my vicious side |
| And the leather kid from behind the bar |
| He jumps right into the fight |
| Precious moments |
| Just another Roxy night |
| So come on all you doormen |
| Kiss my vertical smile |
| Ruff me up if you want |
| That’s your stupid way to get high |
| When your mind is low |
| So |
| I’m knocking out a monster telling me I should go |
| He’s a weekend casanova, a Travolta or so |
| What? |
| I don’t know — tell me |
| The last thing on my mind |
| Is slow motion of what I desire |
| A silly kind of Kubrik |
| A clockwork that’s out of time |
| And I end up in collapsing |
| On the bartender under champaigne on ice |
| With Freddy and her numbers |
| All in a Roxy night |