"Sailor's Heart"

Oleg Zhivetin

Tashkent, Uzbekistan, 1964

SWEET PAINTED LADY

Música: Elton John

Letra: Bernie Taupin

Álbum: Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

Intérprete:

Elton John

1973

I'm back on dry land once again,

Opportunity awaits me like a rat in the drain.

We're all hunting honey with money to burn,

Just a short time to show you the tricks that we've learned.

If the boys all behave themselves here,

Well, there's pretty young ladies and beer in the rear,

You won't need a gutter to sleep in tonight.

Oh, the prices I charge here will see you alright.

So she lays down beside me again,

My sweet painted lady, the one with no name.

Many have used her and many still do.

There's a place in the world for a woman like you.

Oh, sweet painted lady,

Seems it's always been the same,

Getting paid for being laid.

Guess that's the name of the game.

Forget us, we'll have gone very soon,

Just forget we ever slept in your rooms,

And we'll leave the smell of the sea in your beds,

Where love's just a job and nothing is said.