Helen Of Troy

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        John Cale                     Helen of Troy
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Oh,    did you see him standing in the street
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Hmmm, he looked so big, you're so big, but I've seen him before
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He's running round with all the boys,  oh thats him,  hmmm,    big thighs

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Creepy, creepy in the dark, shiny, shiny Joan of Arc,
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When the moonlight starts its glow, cold hard Helen, Queen of Troy

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She got charisma, got thunderstorms, like a baby, never been born
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She got mammon, mammon in disguise, in the cold rooms of her eyes
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Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy

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Oh look at him, inn't he gorgeous, such big thighs, all oiled and mine
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Listen, it's got to go,  I want him in my arms to stay

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Big fat mama done me wrong, left me hanging all alone
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But that bitch is as old, is as old, is as old
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's that dirty old crone right out there in the cold
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Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy
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Mercy, mercy, mercy me,  I'm so scared, please comfort me
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I don't wanna be,  your banshee boy,  baying like the hounds of Troy
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Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy

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Standing there from under the lights,  your eyes shining bright
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I want you all of the time,  fill me with awe, all of the time
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Lubricate me, don't hate me