Berlin - Kyle Craft

Berlin berlin she shines like a mirror ball

A hot day protege

She puts her highest heels back on

Each dance could be the death of me

And I know she needs her money

And you know she digs her cat call

You know they'll be coming

To watch her put it on and take it off

Berlin berlin

The star of the dark burlesque show

She lives for it's madness

She swings herself around the pole slow

She slips out of a prom dress

And all the ladies wanna be her

And all the grown men wanna cry

But then I only wanna kiss you

Just once maybe twice

Then I could show you around

That is if you'd wanna come

And I could play it cool

If I wasn't playin' it dumb

But berlin she ain't the kind of woman

To have one boy she calls

She feeds from the touch of one lover

But can't resist the touch of them all

Oh berlin baby I know I'd never be the kind you'd like

I'll toss myself back into the corner

And I'll catch you every Sunday night

Dollar bills red lipstick on a cigarette butt

And trash talk on her tongue

I tried making eyes but guess what

That man came on his microphone

He said you're in for a real treat

And just like that she left my side

She took the stage instead of taking me

And worked it all the live long night

And I could show you the town

If I knew where to begin

And I could show you out

If I wasn't on my way in

But berlin she ain't the kind of woman

To have one boy she calls

She feeds from the touch of one lover

But can't resist the touch of them all

Well berlin baby

I know I'd never be the kind you'd like

I'll toss myself back into the corner

And I'll catch you every Sunday night

I'll catch you every Sunday night

I'll catch you every Sunday

Catch you every Sunday

Catch you every Sunday night