in their Siren Dresses They draw you through the door Far and away where the neon light Lays languid on the bar room floor Bright sashed sirens with
Clear their throats and bat eyelashes They're the sirens and their silver breath Makes the sailor's favorite sound But if you hear that siren song My
their Siren Dresses They draw you through the door Far and away where the neon light Lays languid on the bar room floor Bright sashed sirens with their
