tommy mottola lives on the road
he lost his lady two months ago
maybe he’ll find her
maybe he won’t
oh no never no no no
he sleeps in the back of his big grey cadillac
oh my honey
blowing his mind on cheap grass and wine
oh ain’t it crazy baby hey
i guess you could say hey hey guess you could say
la femme fatale la belle bien sur
this man has learnt his lesson
ohoh hey hey
now he’s alone now he’s alone
he’s got no woman and no home
for misery ohho
cherchez la femme
miggie miggie bonija’s very upset
she’s sick and tired of bein’ in debt
tired of roaches tired of roaches
and tired of rats tired of rats
i know she is ohoh oh oh oh oh
so her noble man says
baby i understand oh my honey
now he’s working two jobs at eighth avenue bars
oh ain’t it crazy baby yeah
now she complains now she complains
that her man is never present no
so she goes next door
i know that she’s just playing the whore
hey for misery my friends
cherchez la femme
they’ll tell you a lie with a colgate smile
hey baby
love you one second and hate you the next
oh no ain’t it crazy yeah
all i can say hey hey
of one thing i am certain
they’re all the same
all the sluts and the saints
for misery my friends
cherchez la femme
hey now
cherchez la femme
Artist: Dr Buzzard S Original Savannah Band
Year: 1976
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 158