Voodoo Circus

Did she bump her head, whiskey in his hand Five foot six and a double trouble silhouette A genie's granting me, and out the seven sins That float beneath my China feet Hair pinned up high, fur on my collar nighty Night, they all clap their hands Performance to the curtains once again Welcome to the voodoo circus show There's nowhere to hide or for you to go Welcome to the voodoo circus show That over exaggerate dance with the demons Playing for the keepers Sing little birdie, sing Sing for the fool of a joker of a king Sing little birdies, sing Ching, ching, ching, this ones on me She went on and on and on and on And on and on and on Sing little birdie, sing Sing for the fool of a joker of a king She went on and on and on and on And she went on and on and on Down a rabbit hole, a mistress at home Lion gate and she's out of control Tarot's in her hand, midnight strikes again No more cheap lines with another man Fireworks, oh no, no, please Nasty cigarettes and an Opera scene Guess, we're both cheats The fortune teller holds the key Poor me, poor you Goodbye, we're through Sing little birdie, sing Sing for the fool of a joker of a king Sing little birdies, sing Ching, ching, ching, this ones on me She went on and on and on and on And on and on and on Sing little birdie, sing Sing for the fool of a joker of a king She went on and on and on And she went on and on and on Swimming to our life line I'm crying and I'm dying and I'm falling into pieces I'm shaking as I'm dreaming, it's no lullaby feeling I'm sinking when I'm swimming and I'm sick of never winning I'm tired of chasing Love, with no meaning Sing little birdie, sing Sing for the fool of a joker of a king Sing little birdie, sing Ching, ching, ching, this one's on me She went on and on and on and on And on and on and on Sing little birdie, sing Sing for the fool of a joker of a king She went on and on and on And she went on and on and on