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Down on cyprus avenue
with a childlike vision leaping into view
clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe
ford and fitzroy, madame george
marching with the soldier boy behind
heand's much older with hat on drinking wine
and that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through
the cool night air like shalimar
and outside theyand're making all the stops
the kids out in the street collecting bottle-tops
gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops
happy taken madame george
thatand's when you fall
whoa, thatand's when you fall
yeah, thatand's when you fall
when you fall into a trance
a sitting on a sofa playing games of chance
with your folded arms and history books you glance
into the eyes of madame george
and you think you found the bag
youand're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
in the corner playing dominoes in drag
the one and only madame george
and then from outside the frosty window raps
she jumps up and says lord have mercy i think itand's the cops
and immediately drops everything she gots
down into the street below
and you know you gotta go
on that train from dublin up to sandy row
throwing pennies at the bridges down below
and the rain, hail, sleet, and snow
say goodbye to madame george
dry your eye for madame george
wonder why for madame george
and as you leave, the room is filled with music, laughing, music,
dancing, music all around the room
and all the little boys come around, walking away from it all
so cold
and as youand're about to leave
she jumps up and says hey love, you forgot your gloves
and the gloves to love to love the gloves...
to say goodbye to madame george
dry your eye for madame george
wonder why for madame george
dry your eyes for madame george
say goodbye in the wind and the rain on the back street
in the backstreet, in the back street
say goodbye to madame george
in the backstreet, in the back street, in the back street
down home, down home in the back street
gotta go
say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
dry your eye your eye your eye your eye your eye...
say goodbye to madame george
and the loves to love to love the love
say goodbye
oooooo
mmmmmmm
say goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye to madame george
dry your eye for madame george
wonder why for madame george
the loveand's to love the loveand's to love the loveand's to love...
say goodbye, goodbye
get on the train
get on the train, the train, the train...
this is the train, this is the train...
whoa, say goodbye, goodbye....
get on the train, get on the train...
Abajo en chipre avenida
con una visión infantil salta a la vista
clic, chasqueando del zapato de tacón alto
vado y Fitzroy, madame george
marchando con el niño soldado detrás
Heand es mucho mayor con el sombrero de beber vino
y ese olor a perfume dulce se deriva a través de
el aire fresco de la noche como shalimar
y fuera theyand're haciendo todas las paradas
los niños en la calle recogiendo botellas copas
pasado de cigarrillos y fósforos en las tiendas
feliz tomado madame george
thatand es cuando usted se cae
Whoa, thatand cuando usted se cae
sí, thatand es cuando usted se cae
cuando usted se cae en un trance
un juego que se sientan en un sofá jugando de azar
con los brazos cruzados y los libros de historia usted echa un vistazo
a los ojos de madame george
y crees que has encontrado la bolsa
youand're cada vez más débil y las rodillas comienzan a caerse
en la esquina jugando dominó en el arrastre
la única señora george
y luego desde fuera de los raps ventana escarchada
ella salta y dice Señor, ten piedad, creo que es la policía itand
e inmediatamente cae todo lo que gots
hacia abajo en la calle de abajo
y sabes que tienes que ir
en que tra
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Van Morrison
Madame george
Madame george
Down on cyprus avenue
with a childlike vision leaping into view
clicking, clacking of the high heeled shoe
ford and fitzroy, madame george
marching with the soldier boy behind
heand's much older with hat on drinking wine
and that smell of sweet perfume comes drifting through
the cool night air like shalimar
and outside theyand're making all the stops
the kids out in the street collecting bottle-tops
gone for cigarettes and matches in the shops
happy taken madame george
thatand's when you fall
whoa, thatand's when you fall
yeah, thatand's when you fall
when you fall into a trance
a sitting on a sofa playing games of chance
with your folded arms and history books you glance
into the eyes of madame george
and you think you found the bag
youand're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
in the corner playing dominoes in drag
the one and only madame george
and then from outside the frosty window raps
she jumps up and says lord have mercy i think itand's the cops
and immediately drops everything she gots
down into the street below
and you know you gotta go
on that train from dublin up to sandy row
throwing pennies at the bridges down below
and the rain, hail, sleet, and snow
say goodbye to madame george
dry your eye for madame george
wonder why for madame george
and as you leave, the room is filled with music, laughing, music,
dancing, music all around the room
and all the little boys come around, walking away from it all
so cold
and as youand're about to leave
she jumps up and says hey love, you forgot your gloves
and the gloves to love to love the gloves...
to say goodbye to madame george
dry your eye for madame george
wonder why for madame george
dry your eyes for madame george
say goodbye in the wind and the rain on the back street
in the backstreet, in the back street
say goodbye to madame george
in the backstreet, in the back street, in the back street
down home, down home in the back street
gotta go
say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
dry your eye your eye your eye your eye your eye...
say goodbye to madame george
and the loves to love to love the love
say goodbye
oooooo
mmmmmmm
say goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye to madame george
dry your eye for madame george
wonder why for madame george
the loveand's to love the loveand's to love the loveand's to love...
say goodbye, goodbye
get on the train
get on the train, the train, the train...
this is the train, this is the train...
whoa, say goodbye, goodbye....
get on the train, get on the train...
Van Morrison
Madame george
Madame george
Abajo en chipre avenida
con una visión infantil salta a la vista
clic, chasqueando del zapato de tacón alto
vado y Fitzroy, madame george
marchando con el niño soldado detrás
Heand es mucho mayor con el sombrero de beber vino
y ese olor a perfume dulce se deriva a través de
el aire fresco de la noche como shalimar
y fuera theyand're haciendo todas las paradas
los niños en la calle recogiendo botellas copas
pasado de cigarrillos y fósforos en las tiendas
feliz tomado madame george
thatand es cuando usted se cae
Whoa, thatand cuando usted se cae
sí, thatand es cuando usted se cae
cuando usted se cae en un trance
un juego que se sientan en un sofá jugando de azar
con los brazos cruzados y los libros de historia usted echa un vistazo
a los ojos de madame george
y crees que has encontrado la bolsa
youand're cada vez más débil y las rodillas comienzan a caerse
en la esquina jugando dominó en el arrastre
la única señora george
y luego desde fuera de los raps ventana escarchada
ella salta y dice Señor, ten piedad, creo que es la policía itand
e inmediatamente cae todo lo que gots
hacia abajo en la calle de abajo
y sabes que tienes que ir
en que tra
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!