The Complete Picture - The Very Best Of Deborah Harry And Blondie

(heypsst psst, here she comes now.)
Oh, you know her.
Would ya look at that hair!
Yeah, you know her,
Check out those shoes.
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues.
She looks like the sunday comics!
She thinks she's brenda starr.
Her nose job is real atomic...
All she needs is an old knife scar!
Ehhh, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds.
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds.
Oh, you know her, "miss groupie supreme"!
Yeah, you know her, "vera vogue" on parade.
Red eye shadow!
Green mascara!
Yuck.
She's too much.
She looks like she don't know better.
A case of partial extreme.
Dressed in a robert hall sweater.
Acting like a soap opera queen...
Ehhh, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds.
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds.
She got the nerve to tell me she's not "on it"
But her expression is too serene...
Yeah, she looks like she washes with comet!
Always looking to create a scene...
Ehhh, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds.
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds.
She's so dull.
Rip her to shreds!
Oh, you know her, "miss groupie supreme".
Yeah, you know her, "vera vogue" on parade.
Yeah, you know her, with the fish eating grin...
She's so dull.
Yeah, she got the nerve to tell me!
Huh, she's so... dull...
Yeah, there she goes now.
She making out with king kong!
She take her boat to hong kong.
Well, bye bye sugar!
And not a minute too soon.

Toe to toe, dancing very close.
Body breathing almost comatose.
Wall to wall, people hypnotized.
And they're stepping lightly.
Hang each night, in rapture.
Back to back, sacroiliac.
Spineless movement and a wild attack.
Face to face, sightless solitude.
And it's finger popping.
Twenty four hour shopping in rapture.
Fab five freddy told me everybody's fly.
D.j. spinning, i said, "my, my."
Flash is fast, flash is cool.
Francois, c'est pas flashe non due.
And you don't stop, sure shot.
Go out to the parking lot.
And you get in your car and drive real far.
And you drive all night and then you see a light.
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground.
And out comes the man from mars.
And you try to run but he's got a gun.
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head.
And then you're in the man from mars.
You go out at night eating cars.
You eat cadillacs, lincolns too.
Mercurys and subaru.
And you don't stop.
You keep on eating cars.
Then when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet.
Face to face.
Dance cheek to cheek.
One to one.
Man to man.
Dance toe to toe.
Don't move too slow 'cause the man from mars is through with cars.
He's eating bars.
Yeah, wall to wall.
Door to door.
Hall to hall.
He's gonna eat 'em all.
Rapture.
Be pure.
Take a tour through the sewer.
Don't strain your brain.
Paint a train.
You'll be singing in the rain.
Said don't stop to the punk rock.
Well now you see what you wanna be.
Just have your party on t.v.
'cause the man from mars won't eat up bars where the t.v's on.
And now he's gone back up to space where he won't have a hassle with the human race.
And you hip hop.
And you don't stop.
Just blast off, sure shot.
'cause the man from mars stopped eating cars
And eating bars
And now he only eats guitars.
Get up!

When i met you in the restaurant you could tell i was no debutante.
You asked me what's my pleasure, "a movie or a measure"?
I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming.
Dreaming is free.
I don't want to live on charity.
Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?
Reel to reel is living rarity.
People stop and stare at me, we just walk on by; we just keep on dreaming.
Feet feet: walking a two mile.
Meet meet: meet me at the turnstile.
I never met him, i'll never forget him.
Dream dream: even for a little while.
Dream dream: filling up an idle hour.
Fade away, radiate.
I sit by and watch the river flow.
I sit by and watch the traffic go.
Imagine something of your very own; something you can have and hold.
I'd build a road in gold just to have some dreaming.
Dreaming is free.

Oh denis doo-be-do, i'm in love with you.
Denis doo-be-do, i'm in love with you.
Denis doo-be-do, i'm in love with you.
Denis denis, oh with your eyes so blue...
Denis denis, i've got a crush on you.
Denis denis, i'm so in love with you.
Oh when we walk it always feels so nice,
And when we talk it seems like paradise.
Denis denis i'm so in love with you.
You're my king and i'm in heaven every time i look at you!
When you smile it's like a dream...
And i'm so lucky 'cause i found a boy like you!
(denis denis, oh won't you hold me tight?
Denis denis, please can we kiss all night?
Denis denis, i'm so in love with you.)
Denis denis, avec tes yeux si bleux, (with your eyes so blue,)
Denis denis, moi j'ai flashe a nous deux. (i'm always thinking about us.)
Denis denis, un grand baiser d'eternite. (one deep kiss that will last for ever.)
Denis denis, je suis si folle de toi. (i'm so crazy about you.)
Denis denis, oh embrasse-moi ce soir. (please kiss me tonight.)
Denis denis, un grand baiser d'eternite. (one deep kiss that will last all night.)

Oh ho, oh ho, what are we gonna do?
Union, union, union city blue.
Tunnel to the other side.
It becomes daylight.
I say he's mine.
Oh, power/passion plays a double hand.
Union, union union city man.
Arrive, climb up four flights to the orange side.
Rearrange my mind.
In turquoise union, union, union city blue.
Skyline, passion, union city blue.
Power/passion plays a double hand.
Union, union union city man.
I say he's mine.
I have a plan.
I say he's my union city man.
Oho, oho, what are we gonna do?
Union, union, union city blue.

Love's touch comes to mean so much.
Embrasser c'est francais.
Love's way, s'abandonner.
Slip into the velvet glove, parted lips so filled with love.
Lips upon forbidden places, lingering in long embraces.
French kissin' in the usa!
Lips are in motion.
Ocean to ocean to ocean, ocean to ocean to ocean.
Paris is calling!
Falling, we're falling, we're falling, falling, we're falling, we're falling.
Lips close, then blossom like a rose.
Lips wide holding you inside.
Kisses hard, kisses deep, a kiss to wake us from our sleep.
Take your lover by the hand, speak in tounges and understand.

Uh huh make me tonight.
Tonight make it right.
Uh huh make me tonight.
Tonight.
Tonight.
Oh uh huh make it magnificent.
Tonight.
Right.
Oh, your hair is beautiful.
Oh, tonight.
Atomic.
Tonight make it magnificent.
Tonight.
Make me tonight.
Your hair is beautiful.
Oh, tonight.
Atomic.
Atomic.
Oh.

I wanna dance with harry dean.
Drive through texas in a black limousine.
I want a piece of heaven before i die.
I wanna pair of pink high heels that catch the lights up on the ferris wheel, but what i really want i just can't buy.
Here comes the twenty-first century.
It's gonna be much better for a girl like me, cuz i want everything i can, but most of all i want that man.
I want that man.

I wanna move like what's his name.
I'll keep the money, you can have the fame.
Everything that's yours will soon be mine.

Yeah, i wanna be the queen of the usa.
You could send me roses every other day, but what i really want i just can't buy.

Here comes the twenty first century.
It's gonna be much better for a girl like me, cuz i want everything i can, but most of all i want that man.
I want that man.

Hey! i wanna be kissed from head to toe by that man in the very back row but he won't even look me in the eye.
Ah, i want his love to rain right down on me.
I want him to be king of all my dreams, but what i really want i just can't hide.

Here comes the twenty first century.
It's gonna be much better for a girl like me, cuz i want everything i can, but most of all i want that man.
I want that man.

I'm in the phone booth, it's the one across the hall.
If you don't answer, i'll just ring it off the wall.
I know he's there, but i just had to call.
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone.
I heard your mother, now she's going out the door.
Did she go to work or just go to the store?
All those things she said, i told you to ignore.
Oh why can't we talk again?
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone.
It's good to hear your voice, you know it's been so long.
If i don't get your calls then everything goes wrong.
I want to tell you something you've known all along.
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone.
I had to interrupt and stop this conversation.
Your voice across the line gives me a strange sensation.
I'd like to talk when i can show you my affection.
Oh i can't control myself!
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone.
Hang up and run to me! oh!

Debbie: i have heard, among this clan, you are called the forgotten man.
Iggy: is that what they're saying? well, did you evah!
Both: what a swell party this is!

Iggy: and have you heard the story of a boy, a girl, unrequited love?
Debbie: sounds like pure soap opera. i may cry.
Iggy: aw...
Both: what a swell party this is!

Iggy: what frails!
Debbie: what cocks!
Iggy: what broads!
Debbie: what jocks...
Iggy: what furs! they're beautiful!
Debbie: why, i've never seen such...
Both: yuppity!
Debbie: neither did i.
Iggy: it's all just too...
Both: swellegant!

Debbie: this french champagne...
Iggy: (domestic!)
Debbie: so good for the brain.
Iggy: that's what i was gonna say!
Debbie: well, you know you're a brilliant fellow.
Iggy: thank you, i am!
Debbie: hehe, drink up jim.

Iggy: so... have you ever been out to l.a. lately?
Debbie: well no, not recently.
Iggy: well, i went there and had a rent-a-car and all...
Debbie: oh, really?
Iggy: yeah and i got invited to pia's house... pia zadora's house...
Debbie: really? oh.
Iggy: yeah.
Debbie: was it nice?
Iggy: well, i didn't... i didn't go!
Debbie: oh! hehe.
Iggy: it woulda been swell though!
Debbie: shoulda gone!
Iggy: it woulda been elegant!
Debbie: elegant.
Oh wait, look... look who's coming in now... can you believe it?
Iggy: ...i hear they dismantled pickfair.
Debbie: they did.
Iggy: it wasn't elegant enough. hehe!
Debbie: yeah. probably full of termites.
Iggy: yeah.

Both: it's great!
It's grand!
Wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wonderland!
La la la la la la la la la la la la la.
We sing so rare, like old camembert.

Iggy: have you heard the dying star - she got bit in the astar bar.
Debbie: sauced again! well, did you evah...
Both: what a swell party this is!

Have you heard?
It's in the stars.
Next july we collide with mars.
Well did you evah!

What a swell party.
What a swell party.
What a swellegant elegant, (sm) party...
Debbie: smarty?
Iggy: party... yeah!
Debbie: a smarty party?
Iggy: i am! a smarty! i'm pretty smart!
Debbie: you are a smarty for coming to this party.
Iggy: yeah, that's right!
Debbie: well piss off.
Iggy: hehehe, that's good! i like that.