La Fee Verte

Come join my on the table, the air is delightful up here Take my lead, we'll dance the tightrope 'Tween the bodies and bottles of the beer Leave your mind at the door, don't be afraid to let go You can play the part of Verlaine, cause I sure feel like Rimbaud La fee verte stands before you A bottle in her hands One little drop of that poison You'll dream of foreign land In this, the emerald hour, isn't it a thrill I need this little drop of the green Just like a writer needs his quill La fee verte stands before you A bottle in her hands One little drop of that poison You'll dream of foreign land Come join my on the table, the air is delightful up here Take my lead, we'll dance the tightrope 'Tween the bodies and bottles of the beer La fee verte stands before you A bottle in her hands One little drop of that poison You'll dream of foreign land