Five Foot One (Paris Palace 1979) Songtext
von Iggy Pop

Yeah, I like it
Ooh-ooh-ooh!

I′m only five foot one
I got a pain in my neck
I'm looking up in the city
What the hell, what the heck?

I stare at the concrete
The girders eye high
The steel′s above me
There's love in my eyes

And I'm doing the things
A five foot one man can do

I′m only five foot one
I got a pain in my heart
All the night I′m working
In the amusement park


With a bottle of aspirin
A sack full of jokes
I wish I could go home
With all the big folks

And I wish life could be
Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
Swedish magazines

I wish life could be
Anything
Ooh, ah-ah-ah!
Ugh!

I'm only five foot one
Unless the time has come
I won′t grow anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore

'Til I′m losing my head
I'm checkin′ it twice
I'm gonna find out who's naughty and nice

And I′m doing the things
A five foot one man can do


I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
Yeah, I wish life could be
Ooh, I wish life could be

I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be

I won′t grow anymore
I won't grow anymore
I won′t grow anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore

I'm only five foot one
I′m only five foot one
I'm only five foot one
I′m five foot one