Из альбома: Lounge-A-Palooza
JezebelFrom Israel,
Who never read a book,
Charmed the literati,
And a smile was all it took
I was laughing with Picasso,
When she first entered the room,
But Gershwin, Tristan, Tzara,
And Man Ray saw her too
There was never any doubt,
All would try to take her home,
But she refused their every move,
Preferred to be alone
And a roseA rose is a rose
Zelda had a breakdown,
Fitzgerald hit the bar
His hand was broken, words were spoken,
Didn't get too far
Hemmingway was smoother,
More debonaire and fun,
But he would say her repartee,
Was meaner than a gun
Chorus:
And a rose
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose
Said my good friend Gertrude Stein
She knows that I go to the ol' Deux Magots,
And I drink Pernod through the night
JezebelFrom Israel,
Who never read a book,
She charmed the literati
And a smile was all it took
Before her Joyce will babble,
And Pound has gone insane,
Eliot is paralyzed by,
Thoughts of April rain
When she refused Lenin,
He vowed to start a war
Stravinsky beat The Rite of Spring,
Right there on the floor
Chorus
And then one night she's missing,
A riot soon began
No one could stand the thought of Jezzie with another man
I raced down winding streets,
I broke into her house
You never guess who Jezebel,
Was kissing on the couch
A roseA rose is a rose
Hi Jezzie Hi there, Gertrude
Am I interrupting something?
A rose is a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose