Anarcoma Lyrics - Marc Almond

A stiletto scrapes the pavement 

Leaving a red streak of paint 

Breaks a sweat upon the sailors 

To them she is a saint 

Tattoo on the muscle 

That says 

'in love forever i' 

She'll take them and she'll break them 

Oh come hold me till I die. 

Anarcoma, anarcoma, anarcoma 

There's a ladder in her nylons 

Where we can climb up to the stars 

Join a queue of borsalinos 

As you bend over the bar 

Tattoo on her muscle says 

'beware, behave, be mine' 

She'll eat them up for breakfast 

One at a time 

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Anarcoma, anarcoma, anarcoma 

Well come on if you need loving 

Pirondelllo don't be shy 

It just takes a little money 

And we'll get there by and by 

For I've got a little more 

Than any other girl 

You pay a little extra 

For a trip around the world 

And if the world is not enough 

Then I'll take you to the sky 

Put you in an armhold 

Blacken both your eyes 

For you'll find no other woman 

That will love you like I do 

I'll just open up the oven door 

And leave the cooking up to you 

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Anarcoma, anarcoma, anarcoma 

And she took me to her room 

That had never seen the light 

Those sheets had seen a legion 

And she beat me up all night 

And over morning coffee 

She shook her black hair from it's mess 

Her lips a gash of lipstick 

And she sucks a cigarette 

Anarcoma, anarcoma, anarcoma 

I could be yours 

You could be mine 

You could be mine