Cleopatra Jones - Mark Eitzel

The people I was with said you were

Nothing but a fag hag and a dope fiend

But the song of your eyes

Was of the loneliest woman I’ve ever seen

We talked drunkenly at the bar

I thought there’s a sweetness here

The world is missing

You just got fired and now you’re out

High and drunk and celebrating

Cleopatra Jones

If they don’t see you then they’re blind

Cleopatra Jones

Liquor and love and everything that’s kind

Always kind to strangers

But you know enough never to look back

You never know if they’re about to

Pour salt in the knife wound on your back

People in this bar are all smiles

But that doesn’t mean they’ll give you

The air you need to breathe

When the show’s over

They’ll take a big part of you

When they decide to leave

Cleopatra Jones

She can kung fu just like Hercules

Cleopatra Jones

Leaves evil men on their knees

Cleopatra only answers to a higher source from above

A sensitivity to bright light

And an unfounded belief in love

And a soul a little bigger

A little bigger than politeness can endure

Lighter than air and harder to hold

And much much bluer

Much bluer

Cleopatra Jones

Is in exile with a lot of class

Cleopatra Jones

Teach me how to kick a little ass

Cleopatra Jones

Scales of justice under her head wrap

Cleopatra Jones

Crown of thorns, wears it like a nightcap