The Decemberists - The Capp Street Girls lyrics
[The Decemberists - The Capp Street Girls lyrics]
Oh, the Capp Street girls
With their pretty curls and bows
And the lonely lights in their eyes
How I long to lie on a summer's day in there
In the arms of the Capp Street girls
When I was young i had thought
They're just pretty painted ladies
Waving fans from their chez lounge in Devans
But then I grew old and I learned
Of the pleasures that were waiting
In their powdered bosoms bottomless
It was torture for a man
Should he land in the hands
Of the Capp Street girls
Oh, the Capp Street girls
Their pretty curls and bows
And the lonely light in their eyes
How I long to ride
On a summer's night in there
In the arms of the Capp Street girls
Then came the day
When they came to tear down all the buildings
Making way for the Capp Street thoroughfare
And all the girls disappeared
To Woolworth's and Hennesey's
Selling clothes and pantyhose
How it all just slipped away
Still I pray for the days
Of the Capp Street girls
Oh, the Capp Street girls
Their pretty curls and bows
And the lonely light in their eyes
How I long to lie
On a summer's night in there
In the arms of the Capp Street girls
With their pretty curls and bows
And the lonely lights in their eyes
How I long to lie on a summer's day in there
In the arms of the Capp Street girls
When I was young i had thought
They're just pretty painted ladies
Waving fans from their chez lounge in Devans
But then I grew old and I learned
Of the pleasures that were waiting
In their powdered bosoms bottomless
It was torture for a man
Should he land in the hands
Of the Capp Street girls
Oh, the Capp Street girls
Their pretty curls and bows
And the lonely light in their eyes
How I long to ride
On a summer's night in there
In the arms of the Capp Street girls
Then came the day
When they came to tear down all the buildings
Making way for the Capp Street thoroughfare
And all the girls disappeared
To Woolworth's and Hennesey's
Selling clothes and pantyhose
How it all just slipped away
Still I pray for the days
Of the Capp Street girls
Oh, the Capp Street girls
Their pretty curls and bows
And the lonely light in their eyes
How I long to lie
On a summer's night in there
In the arms of the Capp Street girls