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International Woman

from 56 by JOHN MOORE

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International Woman

International Woman, you’re lookin’ good to me
International Woman in your lingerie
When you shake that thing, I’m glad we joined the E.E.C

International Woman, were you sent from above
To come and teach me the international language of love?
Hola, Je t’aime. Igu-lalala, a vien!

Ah, take me round the world baby!
This is a night-time raid, special forces
The Geneva Convention of love
You’re gonna have to put me in trial baby

International Woman take off that national dress
Ah where you from babe? ut ut don’t tell me, let me guess
I’m a diplomat of love I need some international congress

Well now you might be from Africa, you might be from Rome
Anywhere that you’re from baby that’s where I’ll call home
I’m a missionary of love on a diplomatic mission
I’m an angel from above I’m great in any old position – wowww!
I can do it standing on one leg, like an ostrich,
Blindfolded, with my hands tied behind my back – yeah all that stuff

International Woman, you’re at the top of my list
You’re so dangerous, you are my most wanted
And I’m imposing an unzipped fly-zone, let’s get with it!

Well now you might be from China, Australia or the States
Walk like an Egyptian in hot pants and roller skates
A Scandinavian beauty stranded on some desert shore
But if you come from England baby, I’ve met you before

Oh what do you mean you can’t remember? You’re breaking my heart
So cold, so cold, heat up, hear what I’m saying!

I’m gonna take my problem to the United Nations
Take my problem to the United Nations
Gonna take my problem to the United Nations
The United Fornication Nation – wooo!
Take me round the world baby!
Oh, let’s form a coalition of the willing
I’m the Olympic Champion baby,1956
Ooh yeah, ahh yeah that feels good

Well now you might be Brazilian, German or Swiss
With cuckoo clocks and bank accounts, precision that don’t miss
A Russky spy, a blow up doll from the axis of evil
But that don’t bother me none,’cause I’m a Bole Weevil
I can survive anything, you’ve got to pick me out of that cotton baby!
I’m indestructible, I can go anywhere!
You see that thing you’ve got in your hand?
That’s the Spear of Destiny, the Entente Cordiale
International Woman, you’re lookin’ good
International, you’re lookin’ good to me
International

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from 56, track released October 28, 2022
John Moore - Vocals/Guitars
Boz Boorer - Horns
Brian Young - Drums
Slim Clive Pain - Piano

Jeff Mortimer - Mastering

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