Brian-Færgens dampfløjte ( it's the mamba talking)

Intet problem i at citere en sangtekst fra Bryan Ferrys nye plade Olympia, der er som hotellobbyfløjl i ørerne (under rulleteksterne til Sofia C's Somewhere, der foregår på et hotel I L.A:, synger Bryan "Smoke Gets In Your Eyes) - dette er singlen "You Can Dance", og det er er det skønne vrøvl:

You Can Dance

In a discotheque at dawn that’s when it came to me
I’d been raving through the night looking for some company
It was the mambo talking it’s got a lot to say
Do you come here often? Do you wanna play?
We’ll hitch hike into Paris
We’ll zig zag by the Seine
Oh the howling moon of promise
I’ll never be the same
There’s a world awaiting way beyond the sea
How I love to travel – baby will you come with me
Jump on the table slide down the pole
You can wear your sable, you can bare your soul
From Reno down to Vegas
Casinos never close
All the movers and the shakers
The tango never knows
To the motor city that’s where I get my shoes
I need some inspiration – I gotta lotta time to lose
From Brady Square up to Jesmond Dene
And in La Dolce Vita I’ll find my beauty queen
In England there’s a moment
One nation in a groove
All the music and emotion
Will make you wanna move
(You can dance)
Take me to the river try singing in the rain
I like the jungle fever, it’s got me in the mood again
Oh Tutti Frutti, Jones Bar Hollywood
I like Campari soda, I’d can can if I could