The Bangles

All the old paintings on the tombs, They do the sand dance, Don’t you know? If they move too quick They’re falling down like a domino. All the bazaar men by the nile, They got the money on a bet. Gold crocodiles they snap their teeth On your cigarette. Foreign types with their hookah pipes…

Close your eyes, give me your hand, darlin’ Do you feel my heart beating Do you understand Do you feel the same Am i only dreaming Is this burning an eternal flame I believe it’s meant to be, darlin’ I watch you when you are sleeping You belong with me Do you feel the same…

Six o’clock already I was just in the middle of a dream I was kissin’ valentino By a crystal blue italian stream But i can’t be late ’cause then i guess i just won’t get paid These are the days When you wish your bed was already made It’s just another manic monday I wish…