Janine — текст песни (bowie david)

Oh my love,Janine
I`m helpless for your smile.
Like a Polish wanderer,
I travel onwards to your land.
And were it not just for the jewels I`d close your hand
Your strange demand
To `collocate` my mind
Scares me into gloom.
You`re too intense,
I`ll have to keep you in your place.
I`ve no defence.
I`ve got to keep the veil on my face.
Janine,Janine,you`d like to know me well,
But I`ve got things inside my head
That even I can`t face.
Janine,Janine,you`d like to crash my walls,
But if you take an axe to me
You`ll kill another man
Not me at all.
You`re fey, Janine,
A tripper to the last.
But if I catch you standing on my toes
I`ll have a right to shout you down.
For you`re a lazy stream
In which my thoughts would drown.
So stay, Janine
And we can glide along.
I`ve caught your for laughs,
I`m not obliged to read you statements of the year.
So take your glasses off
And don`t act so sincere.
Janine,Janine,you`d like to know me well,
But I`ve got things inside my head
That even I can`t face.
Janine,Janine,you`d like to crash my walls,
But if you take an axe to me
You`ll kill another man
Not me at all.