On the streets and the avenues In the condos white as bruised With the carmine of the busy liquor
There's a and mystic beauty To these girls That by in the velvet of their cars
Through the dance and the shopping malls And the subways filled Dresden dolls To the of fallen angels on the ground
The whole city's just an expensive A forest nymph a pompadour But there no woman around
No, ain't no woman around No, there ain't no woman Well, I'm surrounded by these But there just no woman around
And the girl fills my bed Will hear the I should've said To the only true I ever found
I'll pretend make-up in her purse Is a day-dream, not a That comes to kick me down I can still taste the of her kiss
Maybe the childhood that I missed The first around there's a weird shape to her charms There's a meat on her arms But there no woman around
No, there ain't no woman No, there ain't no around Well, I'm surrounded by these But there just ain't no woman
Sometimes I I'm running Like a fever the night And I've run myself straight into the
I miss your smile, your And breath on my skin And I'm lost and alone in this
From the locks and curls and of pearls To the drunk and eager, girls It's an all-day floor show Matinee in And it occurs that I'm surrounded by these girls But ain't no woman around
No, there ain't no around No, there ain't no around Well, I'm surrounded by girls But there ain't no woman around