Cairo
Cairo
Cairo is my, my baby's home
Say, women in Cairo
in Cario
They don't dance, they don't dance, alone
Should've never lent you my 45
I guess my lesson is not to lend
There's a big needle going over the line
and for a time, you have a friend
Stone cold silence in the room means the record is at its end
You turn it over so many times, its never going back into its sleeve again.
Yeah, there's two sides to every story, but it seems like youve got ten
When I get no letters, it's the Cairo blues, she said.
Cairo
Cairo
Cairo is my, my baby's home
Women is Cario
Cario
They don't dance, they don't dance alone'
Now I know that every time you get lonesome, you go and fill yourself to the brink.
Find yourself a man in a suite and tie who'll introduce you to what he drinks.
Ah, he's answering your questions funny now, so you wonder how he thinks.
He sees his reflection in your skin, you're going to see yours a hotel sink.
Starin' back, the Cairo blues, it never blinks.
Cairo
Cairo
Cairo is my baby's home
Say women in Cairo
Cairo
They don't dance, they don't dance alone
now im looking at those thin winter trees, and theyre looking like grey lings in the sky,
I got my bare hands in my coat pockets
and its so cold I could cry
when i see the forest fallin', all i hear is fire and its cracklin louder than then that record ever could
but it don't drown out those Cairo's blue for good
Cairo
Cairo
Cairo is my baby's home
say women in Cairo
Cairo
they dont dance alone
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