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    Portobello Belle • Communiqué (1979)1 translation

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Portobello Belle lyrics

Belladonna's on the high street
Her breasts up on the offbeat
And the stalls are just the side shows
Victoriana's old clothes
 
Yeah she got the skirt so tight now
She want to travel light now
She want to tear up all her roots now
She got the turn up on the boots now
 
She thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
 
He do a song about a long-gone Irish girl
But I got one of for you my Portobello Belle
 
She sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack there
And Belladonna lingers
Her gloves they got no fingers
 
Blind man he's singing the Irish
He get his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serenader
Once upon a time he could have made her
 
She thinks she's tough
She ain't no English rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
 
He do a song about a long-gone Irish girl
But I got one of for you my Portobello Belle
 
Yes and these barrow boys are hawking
And a parakeet is squawking
Upon a truck paper rhino
She get the crying of a wino
 
And then she get the reggae rumble
Belladonna's in the jungle
But she ain't no garden flower
There ain't no distress in the tower
 
Belladonna walks
Belladonna taking control
She don't care about your window box
Or your button hole
 
Yes, she sing a song about a long-gone Irish girl
But I got one of for you my Portobello Belle
Portobello belle
 

 

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