Salem Lyrics - Singles - Fitzcataldo & The Trivettes

She's wearing pantyhose 

under the skirt 

God only knows 

why she cut a hole 

There she guides my glove 

all along the silk road 

God only knows 

how much I'd be there ones more. 

Tight lose her breast her brass jail 

her mask her tiger bite 

no road's beyond the foggy heights 

Holes in the sky 

smell of coffee and good wine 

it could be tasty 

like a Della Francesca's architecture 

appearing in the clouds 

Through the baroque pattern 

of her Cinti heels 

I find a road towards China 

treasure of mine 

gold in those flowers I find