Emmanuelle

Emmanuelle... Well, I can see the ships from the mainland And the waves wash up red as hell The flags of this foreign navy Will be bloody as a close-out sale, oh yeah Emmanuelle... If I could train for the perfect resentment It was the wife alone in Chinese snow Who couldn't hold out too long in the steam room, son She was the highest mountain that I know And I called her Emmanuelle... 'Cause they can tell it's over as well Not casting your spell so well, Emmanuelle You cast your spell so well, Emmanuelle Well, you can say a prayer for Lexington werewolves And you can fold yourself back into your shell But there's still murderers, conmen, and barsluts Just waiting 'til you post bail, oh yeah Emmanuelle... 'Cause they can tell it's over as well Not casting your spell so well, Emmanuelle No, you're not casting your spell that well, Emmanuelle Now you're shimmying down to the ground floor And you forgot to book a cheap hotel The flags of that foreign navy Now the waves wash up red as hell, oh yeah Emmanuelle...