Helen Of Troy

by John Cale

From the album: Guts

Track 3 of 9 on Guts (1977).

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Lyrics for Helen Of Troy

Oh, d'you see there, him standing in the street? Mmm, he looks so neat Listen, maybe I've seen him before He's running around with all the boys Oh, love him Mmm, big thighs Greet me, greet me in the dark Shiny, shiny Joan of Arc When the moonlight starts its glow Cold hard Helen, queen of them all She got charisma, got thunderstorms Like the baby, never, never been born She got mammon, mammon and the skies In the cold rooms of her eyes Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, look at him, isn't he gorgeous Such big thighs, all oiled and mine Oh listen, he's got to go I want him in my arms to stay Big fat mama done me wrong Left me hanging all alone But that bitch is as old, is as old, is as old, is as old, is as old, is as old As that, that dirty old crow right out there in the cold Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Mercy, mercy, mercy me I'm so scared, please comfort me I don't wanna be, don't wanna be your banshee boy Paying like the house of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Standing there among the lights Your eyes shining bright I want you all of the time Soothe the body and all of you, mine All Oh, soothe me with, oh, lots of gel Lubricate me, don't hate me But you're swimming

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