Somewhere deep in the scarlet city
A million dreams are not enough
I'm knee deep in fallen women
Being alone in the scarlet city
Can be tough
Call me romantic
Call me deluded
I'd give you anything you asked
Just for a second of your time
I could be your guardian angel
When it comes to pleasure
I could be your guide
Call me romantic
Call me deluded
Well I've seen the sights of New York
I've seen day become night
I've seen the Brooklyn Bridge
All covered in lights
I've dived to the depths
I've scaled the heights
Call me romantic
Call me deluded
I've had it all
But I'll give you the most valuable thing in the world
I'll give you my very last pearl
I'll give you the most magical thing in the world
I'll give you my very last pearl
For this could be the magic
This could be the magic
This could be the magic
The very last pearl
Make a wish on the
Very last pearl in the world
The very last pearl
Somewhere deep in the scarlet city
Waits the key to all my dreams
You're the cure for someone jaded
Someone jaded, someone just like me it seems
Call me romantic
Call me deluded
I want to be your angel
I want to be your angel
Call me romantic
Call me deluded
I've seen a Mediterranean night
The ships on the sea
The most beautiful eyes in the world
And the saddest eyes in the world
Call me romantic
Call me deluded
But I didn't care at all
But I'll give you the most valuable thing in the world
I'll give you my very last pearl
I'll give you the most magical thing in the world
I'll give you my very last pearl
Try hard to make the world look bright today
Try hard to make my nightmares go away
Try hard to keep the fear away
The cold of day, try hard
Try hard to play the games the world would like you to play
But people, they don't really listen
Their smiles are the keys to the prison
I'll call on the angels, to hold my head softly
They'll always remember . . . Stories of Johnny
Try hard to make my anger go away
Try hard to make my money last the day (no way)
Try hard to keep away the pain
Stop the rain, try hard
Try hard to fly a thousand miles away
But people, they don't really listen
Their smiles are the keys to the prison
I'll call on the angels, to hold my head softly
They'll always remember . . . Stories of Johnny
My smoky lover . . . will close my eyes forever
Stories of Johnny
You make a fire
Here in my heart
Your kisses burn me
Sending sparks
Auras fade
Charisma pales
Your kisses burn
They scorch my soul
And world without end
Through tempest and storm
Your kisses my fire
Your love keeps me warm
When your kisses burn
Why are my lips like ice?
I'll make a fire
There in your heart
Made not of love
But only hate
And for the fuel
Will be your soul
An inferno
To consume you whole
And world without end
Through tempest and storm
My soul be your fire
To keep my heart warm
With my touch
I'll freeze your heart
Your kisses burn
The tides will turn
You brand your promise
On my tongue
I'll kill you
With this final fire
And lead you to
Your funeral pyre
And world without end
Through tempest and storm
My soul be your fire
To keep your/my heart warm
I will take your very soul
Your kisses my fire
Your love keeps me warm
Your kisses my fire
Your love keeps me warm
I will take your very soul