Portobello Belle Lyrics - Communiqué - Dire Straits

Belladonna'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 gonna travel light now 

She got to tear up all her roots now 

She got the turn up on the boots now 

She thinks she's tough 

She ain't no English rose 

Oh, but the blind singer 

He's seen enough and he knows 

Yes, and he do a song 

About a long gone Irish girl 

Oh, but I got one for you 

My portobello belle 

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She sees a man upon his back there 

Escaping from a sack there 

And belladonna lingers 

Her gloves they got no fingers 

Yeah, the blind man singing the 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 

Oh, but the blind singer 

He's seen enough and he knows 

Yes, and he do a song 

About a long gone Irish girl 

Oh, but I got one for you 

My portobello belle 

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Yes, and these barrow boys are hawking 

And a parakeet is squawking 

Upon a truck there's a rhino 

She get the crying of a wino 

And then she get the reggae rumble 

Belladonna's in the jungle 

But she is no garden flower 

There is no distress in the tower 

Oh, belladonna walks 

Belladonna taking a stroll 

Oh, 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 

Oh, but I got one for you 

Portobello belle 

Portobello belle