on the other side of town
from other things you've done
Under the bridge and over the road
in a little tunnel, right by the harbour
They'll take us there in a little boat
but promise not to tell a single soul
And she will open the door,
the most beautiful of them all
With a purple dress and a white big snake,
She licks your hair with her reptile tongue
while she folds her arms around you
And you know just how to meet her steps
while the music cuts you through