Kiki

She's dancing in the streets, screaming at her enemies She's the dancer and the singer of the cabaret Cursing while she's high, drunk of all the alcohol Dazzling with her beauty all the men in town With strange hats and pearls, bijou and under chandeliers I'm going down, down town to find the queen of Montparnasse Look at her breasts Look in her eyes She is the queen of Montparnasse Look at her legs, don't you touch the ass She is Kiki de Montparnasse Since she was 13 she worked in a shoe factory, and by her 14 she lied in the bed of Kisling Cocteau - Deren –Utrijo - Fuzita and in the beds of many-many others She was the last great muse of Paris She used to say: "the only thing i need is an onion, some bread A bottle of red wine, and i will always find Somebody to offer me that" She sings for hookers for old housewives For wine and dollars for gold and art She dances for the rich, prays for the poor Is she angel? "Hey man, I'm no angel, I am, a Woman" Look at her breasts Look in her eyes She is the queen of Montparnasse Look at her legs, don't you touch the ass She is Kiki de Montparnasse I am going down. Down. Down. Down