Mary Coughlan - Saint Judy lyrics
[Mary Coughlan - Saint Judy lyrics]
Saint Judy, stagger across the floor
Saint Judy, behaving like a whore
Saint Judy, she's giving it all the tears
She tears her dress and looks a mess
I’ve wanted to do it for years
Now I had a dream well, more a fantasy
Kip Noll, big John Holmes and me
All in bed going OTT what a sight to see
Well diva day keeps the boredom away
I love 'em when they throw up their arms
And they bathe in that applause
Shouting, screaming, singing, stamping
And slamming hotel doors
Champagne's chilled, pills well spilled
All wide eyes and overkill
Minks, the drinks, the curves, the kinks
Acts always before she thinks
Well that’s what you call a star boys
That's what you call a star
Too many of my skeletons
In other people's closets
Too many taking without leaving deposit's
Too many people bring me down
They really bring me down
They may find me on a hotel floor
High heels in a pool of gore
The curtains closed and a bolted door
And breaking every law
And if I die before I wake up
I pray the Lord don't smudge my make-up
The dress will be fine when the hem I take up
The dress will be just fine
Sometimes I feel like a moral less child
Sometimes I feel I've gone too wild
I've spilled my guts, done myself in
Died for all my sins
It feels good to die for your sins
It feels good, boys so good, boys
Well, let's put on our sequinned dresses
And end it all in tears
Let's all holler and beat our breasts
And end it all in tears
I’ve wanted to do it for years
Saint Judy, what are we going to wear?
Saint Judy, our souls we’re gonna bear
Saint Judy, she's squeezing out those tears
She tears her dress and looks a mess
I’ve wanted to do it for years
Christ I've wanted to do it for years
Saint Judy, behaving like a whore
Saint Judy, she's giving it all the tears
She tears her dress and looks a mess
I’ve wanted to do it for years
Now I had a dream well, more a fantasy
Kip Noll, big John Holmes and me
All in bed going OTT what a sight to see
Well diva day keeps the boredom away
I love 'em when they throw up their arms
And they bathe in that applause
Shouting, screaming, singing, stamping
And slamming hotel doors
Champagne's chilled, pills well spilled
All wide eyes and overkill
Minks, the drinks, the curves, the kinks
Acts always before she thinks
Well that’s what you call a star boys
That's what you call a star
Too many of my skeletons
In other people's closets
Too many taking without leaving deposit's
Too many people bring me down
They really bring me down
They may find me on a hotel floor
High heels in a pool of gore
The curtains closed and a bolted door
And breaking every law
And if I die before I wake up
I pray the Lord don't smudge my make-up
The dress will be fine when the hem I take up
The dress will be just fine
Sometimes I feel like a moral less child
Sometimes I feel I've gone too wild
I've spilled my guts, done myself in
Died for all my sins
It feels good to die for your sins
It feels good, boys so good, boys
Well, let's put on our sequinned dresses
And end it all in tears
Let's all holler and beat our breasts
And end it all in tears
I’ve wanted to do it for years
Saint Judy, what are we going to wear?
Saint Judy, our souls we’re gonna bear
Saint Judy, she's squeezing out those tears
She tears her dress and looks a mess
I’ve wanted to do it for years
Christ I've wanted to do it for years