I wanted them with a thousand spangles
I wanted them too pretty for me
I wanted them partying
I wanted them all howling
I wanted them all in my arms
I wanted them pretty and fragile
I wanted them pretty and fragile
I dreamed of them so docile
I wanted them, and I'm drowning
Sitting alone without a tail or a head
Just my face, all alone again
I see myself as a pasha
In a big bed full of Fatimas
Surrounded by a hundred thousand spangles
There was Francine, there was Ginette
There was Louise and Roberta
I see myself as a pasha
I see myself, and I'm drowning
Siting alone without a tail or a head
There are no more drums or trumpets
Just my face, all alone again
I see myself, just my face, all alone
There was Francine, there was Ginette
There was Louise and Roberta
I wanted them too pretty for me
I wanted them all with a thousand spangles
Sitting alone without a tail or a head
There are no more drums or trumpets
There is no more Louise, no more Ginette
There is no more Francine, there's only my head
Surrounded by a hundred thousand spangles
Again, I see myself
Change the guard
I wanted them with a thousand spangles
I wanted them too pretty for me
I wanted them partying
I wanted them all howling
I wanted them all in my arms
I dreamed of them, pretty and fragile
I dreamed of them so docile
I wanted them, and I'm drowning
Sitting alone without a tail or a head
Just my face, all alone again
I see myself as a pasha
Surrounded by a hundred thousand Fatimas
In a big bed full of spangles
There was Francine, there was Ginette
There was Louise and Roberta
I see myself, and I'm drowning
Sitting alone without a tail or a head
There are no more drums or trumpets
There is no more Louise, no more Ginette
There is no more Francine, there's only me