Dolls

Lalalalalala

Saw you walking down the street
Holding hands with some other guy
Wearing a sharkskin suit, black patent leather boots
& big brown flying saucer eyes
I didn't talk to you then
You were kissing your friend
Besides it was the wrong time & place
I went home & took a shower
Read"Our Lady Of The Flowers" by Jane Genet
I knew we'd meet again

Dont't want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love
I want your soul
Come on baby, let's have a good time

Lalalalalalalala
Sweet Rock'n'Roll

So I searched all over town, 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 a 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.

Dont't want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love
I want your soul
Come on baby, let's have a good time

Lalalalalalalala
Sweet Rock'n'Roll

Here she comes now

So there I was again walking in the pouring rain
Wonderin' who & why & where & what you were
I had hallucinatory dreams
Shivers sweats & screams
Like an opiate withdrawal only worse
Then one long hot summer night
I took a motorcycle ride
Saw you looking mean & 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 & crossbones on the back
God bless your soul of sweet Gene Vincent
There you were!

Don't want your diamonds
Don't want your gold
I want your love
I want your soul
Come on baby, let's have a good time

Lalalalalalalala
Sweet Rock'n'Roll