"Singapore Sadie" lyrics

Singapore Sadie is three times the lady
Of anyone that you can name
That's why the tongues wag in the gob of each hag
Deficient in beauty and brain

She doesn't give you no lies and excuses
She circles the wagons with whoever she chooses

But her love is a mystical thing
I swear I hear choirs celestial sing
Her love doesn't come every day
It comes like a bolt from the blue
Burning and blinding and true

Oh Singapore Sadie, she leaves them all standing
The envious howl and they sigh
The talismans hang from her wrists and her ankles
To ward off the mischievous eye

Now some girls just lay it all there on the table
She keeps you guessing like Monroe or Grable

'Cause her love is a mystical thing
I swear I hear choirs celestial sing
Her love doesn't come every day
It comes like a bolt from the blue
Burning and blinding and true

Oh Singapore Sadie, she channels the dead
Like they're standing right there in the room
She can be forgiving, at times, to the living
So please number me in that crew

She don't dignify one eyed jakes or beginners
She don't hang around with no rocking horse winners

'Cause her love is a mystical thing
I swear I hear choirs celestial sing
Her love doesn't come every day
It comes like a bolt from the blue
Her love is a mystical thing
I swear I hear choirs celestial sing
Her love doesn't come every day
It comes like a bolt from the blue
Burning and blinding and true
Burning and blinding and true
Burning and blinding... and true