David Gilmour The Girl in the Yellow Dress
Transcript of David Gilmour The Girl in the Yellow Dress
The Girl in the Yellow Dress
David Gilmour
She mesmerizes with a smileDark eyes as compelling as the bourbonThat girl in the canary yellow dressSays yes
She flips a pack of cigarettesHe doesn't smoke, but he takes one nonethelessIt helps to keep his motives true, the girl was blueWhat else is the poor boy supposed to do
She bounces like a flame, clothes on herEyes closedYellow dressRuns and swirls
It's late, the hour's growing hornsThe band seems to draw her ever closerThis girl gets right down in the groove, grooves a moveLeads him out to where they play the blues
She dances like a flameHas no cares, yellow-dressed flameEyes closed, clouds aboveShe shakes pearls and snakes
Too late in this folie a troixHe sees that the heart is pounding forBig daddy who falls down to his knees, begging her pleaseLifts his sax, says "here's my little tease"
Her dancing sets the place on fireHeaven and hellThe flames come up his spineAs she shakes pearls and snakes
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