Karaoke Jackie by Scott Walker — sing along with lyrics on Singa

Jackie Karaoke

Scott Walker

LyricsJackie

AND IF ONE DAY

I SHOULD BECOME

A SINGER WITH A SPANISH BUM

WHO SINGS FOR WOMEN

OF GREAT VIRTUE

I'D SING TO THEM WITH A GUITAR

I BORROWED

FROM A COFFEE BAR

WELL, WHAT YOU DON'T KNOW

DOESN'T HURT YOU

MY NAME WOULD BE ANTONIO

AND ALL MY BRIDGES

I WOULD BURN AND WHEN

I GAVE THEM SOME THEY'D KNOW

I'D EXPECT

SOMETHING IN RETURN

I'D HAVE TO GET DRUNK

EVERY NIGHT

AND TALK ABOUT VIRILITY

WITH SOME OLD GRANDMAMA

WHO MIGHT BE DECKED OUT

LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE

AND THOUGH PINK ELEPHANTS

I'D SEE, THOUGH I'D BE DRUNK

AS I COULD BE

STILL I WOULD SING MY SONG

TO ME, ABOUT THE TIME

THEY CALLED ME JACKIE

IF I COULD BE

FOR ONLY AN HOUR

IF I COULD BE

FOR AN HOUR EVERY DAY

IF I COULD BE

FOR JUST ONE LITTLE HOUR

A CUTE-CUTE

IN A STUPID ASS WAY

AND IF I JOINED

THE SOCIAL WHIRL

BECAME PROCURER

OF YOUNG GIRLS

THEN I WOULD HAVE

MY OWN BORDELLOS

MY RECORD

WOULD BE NUMBER ONE

AND I'D SELL RECORDS

BY THE TONNE

ALL SUNG BY

MANY OTHER FELLOWS

MY NAME WOULD THEN BE

HANDSOME JACK

AND I'D SELL BOATS OF OPIUM

WHISKEY THAT CAME

FROM TWICKENHAM

AUTHENTIC QUEERS

AND PHONY VIRGINS

IF I HAD BANKS ON EVERY FINGER

A FINGER IN EVERY COUNTRY

AND ALL THE COUNTRIES

RULED BY ME, I'D STILL KNOW

WHERE I'D WANNA BE...

LOCKED UP INSIDE MY OPIUM DEN

SURROUNDED BY SOME CHINA

MEN, I'D SING THE SONG

THAT I SANG THEN

ABOUT THE TIME

THEY CALLED ME JACKIE

IF I COULD BE

FOR ONLY AN HOUR

IF I COULD BE

FOR AN HOUR EVERY DAY

IF I COULD BE

FOR JUST ONE LITTLE HOUR

A CUTE-CUTE

IN A STUPID ASS WAY

NOW, TELL ME

WOULDN'T IT BE NICE

THAT IF ONE DAY IN PARADISE

I'D SING FOR ALL

THE LADIES UP THERE

AND THEY WOULD

SING ALONG WITH ME

WE'D BE SO HAPPY THERE TO BE

'CAUSE DOWN BELOW

IS REALLY NOWHERE

AND IF MY NAME WERE JUNIPER

THEN I WOULD KNOW

WHERE I WAS GOING

AND THEN I WOULD BECOME

ALL KNOWING, MY BEARD

SO VERY LONG AND FLOWING

IF I BECAME DEAF

DUMB AND BLIND

BECAUSE I PITIED ALL MANKIND

AND BROKE MY HEART TO MAKE

THINGS RIGHT, I'D KNOW THAT

EVERY SINGLE NIGHT

WHEN MY ANGELIC WORK

WAS THROUGH

THE ANGELS AND THE DEVIL TOO

WOULD SING MY CHILDHOOD

SONG TO ME, ABOUT THE TIME

THEY CALLED ME JACKIE

IF I COULD BE

FOR ONLY AN HOUR

IF I COULD BE

FOR AN HOUR EVERY DAY

IF I COULD BE

FOR JUST ONE LITTLE HOUR

A CUTE-CUTE

IN A STUPID ASS WAY.....

Composer
Jacques Brel, Mort Shuman
Lyrics
Mort Shuman, Jacques Brel, Gérard Jouannest
Publisher
EMI United Partnership Ltd, Emi Unart Catalog Inc