Portobello Belle (live)歌词

Bella donna's on the high street
Her breasts upon the off beat

And the stalls are just the side shows

Victoriana's old clothes

And yes her jeans are tight now

She gotta travel light now

She's gotta tear up all her roots now

She got a turn up on the boots now

Yeah she thinks she's tough

She ain't no English rose

But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows

Yes and he do a song

About a long gone Irish girl

Ah but I got one for you my Portobello belle

She sees a man upon his back there

Escaping from a sack there

And bella donna lingers
Her gloves they got no fingers
Yeah the blind man singing Irish
He get his money in a tin dish

Just a corner serenader
Upon a time he could have made her made her
Yeah she thinks she's tough

She ain't no English rose

Ah but the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
Yes and do a song
About a long gone Irish girl

But I got one for you my Portobello belle

Yes and these barrow boys are hawking

And a parakeet is squawking

Upon a truck a paper rhino

She get the crying of a wino

And then she get the reggea rumble

Bella donna's in the jungle

But she ain't no garden flower

These ain't no distress in the tower

Oh bella donna walks
Bella donna taking a stroll

But she don't care about your window box

Or your button hole

Yes and she sing a song about a long gone Irish girl

But I got one for you my Portobello belle