Baroque Bordello

See a picturesque decay there Something for time to tell See the woman of your dreams there In a baroque bordello Swing doors and a blind venetian Keep her in a walnut shell Has to rub your eyes to bathe you In a baroque bordello All the words are written for you Finds you heaven, finds you hell Finds your love, but keeps it hidden In a baroque bordello Seven days and seven nights spent Sleeping in a wishing well Climb her rope and find her trailer In a baroque bordello In a baroque bordello In a baroque bordello Baroque bordello Baroque bordello Baroque bordello Baroque bordello Baroque bordello