Dolls Songtext
von Primal Scream
Dolls Songtext
La-la, la-la-la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la-la-la
Saw you walking down the street
Holding hands with some other guy
Wearing sharkskin suit, black patent leather boots
Big brown flying saucer eyes
I didn′t talk to you then, you was kissing your friend
Besides it was the wrong time and place
I went home and took a shower
Read "Our Lady Of The Flowers" by Jane Genet
I knew we'd meet again
Don′t want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Oh, come on, babe, let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet rock and roll
I searched all over town, queers and dudes hanging around
No one had ever seen a chick like you before
I hit strip joints and museums, bars and clubs and Jesus
I even prayed in the cathedral for your soul
Then one rainy winter Tuesday, I saw you on the subway
You were heading for the tunnel near the door
I pressed my face against the glass, you sped by me in a flash
Like a motorcycle crash, you smoked my skull
Don′t want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Oh, come on, babe, let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time, woo!
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet rock and roll
Here she comes now
Alright
So there I was again, walking in the pourin' rain
Wondering who and why and where and what you were
I had hallucinatory dreams, shivers, sweats and screams
Like an opium withdrawal, only worse
Then on one hot summer night I took a motorcycle ride
Saw you looking really evil, spitting fire from your eyes
Like a rockabilly queen ′bout to kickstart your machine
Like a fighter pilot flying off to war
You had a tight black leather jacket
Skull and crossbones on the back
God bless the soul of sweet Gene Vincent
There you were, I said
Don′t want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Come on, babe, let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) woo-woo-woo, let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) lwoo-woo-woo, let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet, sweet rock and roll
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) good time, good time, good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) good time, good time, good time, woo-hoo!
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet, sweet, sweet rock and roll
La-la, la-la-la-la-la
Saw you walking down the street
Holding hands with some other guy
Wearing sharkskin suit, black patent leather boots
Big brown flying saucer eyes
I didn′t talk to you then, you was kissing your friend
Besides it was the wrong time and place
I went home and took a shower
Read "Our Lady Of The Flowers" by Jane Genet
I knew we'd meet again
Don′t want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Oh, come on, babe, let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet rock and roll
I searched all over town, queers and dudes hanging around
No one had ever seen a chick like you before
I hit strip joints and museums, bars and clubs and Jesus
I even prayed in the cathedral for your soul
Then one rainy winter Tuesday, I saw you on the subway
You were heading for the tunnel near the door
I pressed my face against the glass, you sped by me in a flash
Like a motorcycle crash, you smoked my skull
Don′t want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Oh, come on, babe, let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time, woo!
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet rock and roll
Here she comes now
Alright
So there I was again, walking in the pourin' rain
Wondering who and why and where and what you were
I had hallucinatory dreams, shivers, sweats and screams
Like an opium withdrawal, only worse
Then on one hot summer night I took a motorcycle ride
Saw you looking really evil, spitting fire from your eyes
Like a rockabilly queen ′bout to kickstart your machine
Like a fighter pilot flying off to war
You had a tight black leather jacket
Skull and crossbones on the back
God bless the soul of sweet Gene Vincent
There you were, I said
Don′t want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love, I want your soul
Come on, babe, let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) woo-woo-woo, let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) lwoo-woo-woo, let's have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet, sweet rock and roll
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) let′s have a good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) good time, good time, good time
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la) good time, good time, good time, woo-hoo!
(La-la, la-la-la-la-la)
Sweet, sweet, sweet rock and roll
Writer(s): Martin Duffy, Andrew Innes, Gary Mounfield, Bobby Gillespie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com