Far and away where the waves unwind And the toothy rock crashes Wet ankled women with splashed salty hems Clear their throtes and bat eyelashes They're the sirens and their silver breath Makes the sailor's favorite sound But if you hear that siren song My friend you're sure to drown
They drive them sailors crazy (ooh la la!) And leave them wanting more Those red lipped ladies in their Siren Dresses They draw you through the door
Far and away where the neon light Lays languid on the bar room floor Bright sashed sirens with their second guesses Have a bite worse than their roar
They drive them sailors crazy (ooh la la!) And leave them wanting more Those red lipped ladies in their Siren Dresses They draw you through the door...
If you go down to the ocean Put your money in your sock 'cause those red lipped ladies in their Siren Dresses Wreck a man upon the rocks If you go down to the ocean If you go down to the sea Find a red lipped lady in a Siren Dress And bring her back for me
They drive them sailors crazy (ooh la la!) And leave them wanting more Those red lipped ladies in their Siren Dresses They draw you through the door...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
