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song list next song Dire Straits: Letter K Dire Straits: Sultans Of Swing Dire Straits: Communiqué Lady Writer
(Mark Knopfler)
Lady Writer on the t.v.
Talk about the Virgin Mary
Reminded me of you
Expectations left to come up to yeah

Lady writer on the t.v.
Yeah, she had another quality
The way you used to look
And I know you never read a book

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady write on the t.v.
She had all the brains and the beauty
The picture does not fit
You talked to me when you felt like it

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Yes and your rich old man
You know he'd call her a dead ringer
You got the same command
Plus you mother was a jazz singer

Just the way that her hair fell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady writer on the t.v.
She knew all about a history
You couldn't hardly write your name
I think I want you just the same as the

Lady writer on the t.v.
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the t.v.
Lady writer on the t.v.
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And the lady writer on the t.v.
song list next song previous song Dire Straits: Sultans Of Swing Mark Knopfler: Last Exit To Brooklyn Last Exit To Brooklyn
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Dire Straits: Making Movies
Les Boys
(Mark Knopfler)
Les boys do cabaret
Les boys are glad to be gay
They're not afraid now
Disco bar in Germany
Les boys are glad to be
Upon parade now

Les boys got leather straps
Les boys got SS caps
But they got no gun now
Get dressed up get a little risque
Got to do a little s & m these days
It's all in fun now

Les boys come on again
For the high class whores
And the businessmen
Who drive in their Mercedes Benz
To a disco bar in old Munchen

They get the jokes that the d.j. makes
They get nervous and they make mistakes
They're bad for business
Some tourist take a photograph
Les boys don't get one laugh
He says they're useless

Late at night when they've gone away
Les boys dream of jean genet
High heels shoes and a black beret
And the posters on the wall that say
Les boys do cabaret
Les boys are glad to be gay
song list next song previous song Dire Straits: Live At The BBC Dire Straits: Dire Straits Lions
(Mark Knopfler)
Red sun go down way over dirty town
Starlings are sweeping around crazy shoals
A girl is there high heeling across the square
Wind blows around in her hair and the flags upon the poles
Waiting in the crowd to cross at the light
She looks around to find a face she can like

Church bell clinging on trying to get a crowd to Evensong
Nobody cares to depend upon the chime it plays
They're all in the station praying for trains
Congregation late again
It's getting darker all the time these flagpole days
Drunk old soldier he gives her a fright
He's a crazy lion howling for a fight

Strap hanging gunshot sound
Doors slamming on the overground
Starlings are tough but the lions are made of stone
Her evening paper is horror torn
But there's hope later for Capricorns
Her lucky stars give her just enough to get her home
The she's reading about a swing to the right
But she's thinking about a stranger in the night
I'm thinking about the lions tonight
What happend to the lions
song list next song previous song Long Highway
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unreleased song from On Every Street session
Heard a bell being toll
Before the break of day
I heard then my name being called
Down that Long Highway

You don't get long
You don't get long
You don't get long to stay

Kissing me once and I'll be gone
Down that Long Highway

Spirits call from way beyond
Lord I may not disobey
Spare a thought for the vagabond
Down that Long Highway
Down that Long Highway
Down that Long Highway
song list Dire Straits: Letter M previous song Dire Straits: Sultans Of Swing Dire Straits: Alchemy Dire Straits: Love Over Gold Love Over Gold
(Mark Knopfler)
You walk out on the high wire
You're a dancer on thin ice
You pay no heed to the danger
And less to advice
Your footsteps are forbidden
But with knowledge of your sin
You throw your love to all the strangers
And caution to the wind

And you go dancing through doorways
Just to see what you will find
Leaving nothing to interfere
With the crazy balance of your mind
And when you finnaly reappear
At the place where you came in
You've thrown your love to all the strangers
And caution to the wind

It takes lover over gold
And mind over matter
To do what you do that you must
When the things that you hold
Can fall and be shattered
Or run through your fingers like dust