Vivi the Flea Songtext
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Vivi the Flea Songtext
Vivi the Flea, scars on her hand
Dances in bars from Berlin to Taiwan
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
A diamond and silver pin through her nose
And her dance is the dance of oblivion
Her darkest and truest romance
And her eyes are the eyes of a victim
Of tragical circumstance
Up in her room she closes the door
Drowning her sorrows, her life is a bore
She′s saving one bottle but nobody calls
Her life is a prison and she's climbing the walls
And her life was the life of a gypsy
New York, Paris and Rome
But now she′s washed up completely
In this hovel that she calls a home
Down by the docks in a smokey old bar
She dances all night and she winks like a star
At Jimmy and Johnny and all of the boys
Lost in a world of chaos and noise
And she waits for the bells of the morning to ring
With fear in her heart for what the daylight will bring
Avoiding the eyes of the strangers who stare
Everywhere
Vivi the Flea, head like a tree
So many bad apples in her memory
Haunted by visions that come in the night
Abandoned and lost in the grey morning light
She remembers the French Riviera
Champagne and moonlight on the beach
And she wonders just how to get back there
But now it's so far out of reach
Vivi the Flea
Head like a tree
Dances for you
Dances for me
Dances in bars from Berlin to Taiwan
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
A diamond and silver pin through her nose
And her dance is the dance of oblivion
Her darkest and truest romance
And her eyes are the eyes of a victim
Of tragical circumstance
Up in her room she closes the door
Drowning her sorrows, her life is a bore
She′s saving one bottle but nobody calls
Her life is a prison and she's climbing the walls
And her life was the life of a gypsy
New York, Paris and Rome
But now she′s washed up completely
In this hovel that she calls a home
Down by the docks in a smokey old bar
She dances all night and she winks like a star
At Jimmy and Johnny and all of the boys
Lost in a world of chaos and noise
And she waits for the bells of the morning to ring
With fear in her heart for what the daylight will bring
Avoiding the eyes of the strangers who stare
Everywhere
Vivi the Flea, head like a tree
So many bad apples in her memory
Haunted by visions that come in the night
Abandoned and lost in the grey morning light
She remembers the French Riviera
Champagne and moonlight on the beach
And she wonders just how to get back there
But now it's so far out of reach
Vivi the Flea
Head like a tree
Dances for you
Dances for me
Writer(s): Phil Shoenfelt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com