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The Green Lady by Big Audio Dynamiteالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

The Green Lady by Big Audio Dynamite

A window to the Orient
In a picture frame
I know you are a Lady
Nobody knows your name

Lady from the Orient in a council flat
She never looks me in the eye, she never answers back
If I could buy a ticket, I'd gladly run away
Ride in on the trade wind and marry you someday

Staring at my masterpiece
The boys all read Parade
Chong Sam and red lipstick
Her skin a precious jade

Lady from the Orient in a council flat
She never looks me in the eye, she never answers back
If I could buy a ticket, I'd gladly run away
Ride in on the trade wind and marry you someday

Mass produced the daydream
Or should I pay the rent?
Breakout of the concrete
Set sail for Orient

Lady from the Orient in a council flat
She never looks me in the eye, she never answers back
If I could buy a ticket, I'd gladly run away
Ride in on the trade wind and marry you someday

Dry your eyes Salomé
Mona Lisa too
Lady in the picture frame
My heart belongs too you

Lady from the Orient in a council flat
She never looks me in the eye, she never answers back
If I could buy a ticket, I'd gladly run away
Ride in on the trade wind and marry you someday

Lady from the Orient in a council flat
She never looks me in the eye, she never answers back
If I could buy a ticket, I'd gladly run away
Ride in on the trade wind and marry you someday

Writer : GREG ROBERTS, DON LETTS, MICK JONES
Copyright : Lyrics © UNIVERSAL MUSIC MGB SONGS OBO UNIVERSAL MGB PUB LTD