 Port-AU-Prince (Travels with Bettie page) lyrics ( Royal Crown Revue )   
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 Rate Port-AU-Prince (Travels With Bettie Page)
Artist : Royal Crown Revue
Song : Port-AU-Prince (Travels with Bettie page)
Small town beauty baby
Would-be movie
queen
In '47, it seemed like heaven
Time to
take it overseas
She beat it to the
island
Of rum, romance and dreams
But Papa
Doc's old choppin' block
Soon was gonna change
the scene
Peering through the midnight
vines
The pointed knives and the painted faces
smile
Demon rum and beating drums
Untie the
beast that's been there all her life
And all
the while...
Winding through the curves in
a big convertible
Trying to hide her eyes from
the Haitian sun
But he left you cold in a blue
eyed trance, girl
You better run now 'cause
you gonna get no second chance
In
Port-au-Prince
Crooked jet set
livin'
With gold-toothed diplomats
Umbrella
drinks, the whole thing stinks
Flipped a
switch and that was that
Hey dark-hair
Yankee lady
Please to suivez-moi
I look
into that big cat's eyes and
I know what you
come here for
Peering through the midnight
vines...
Too bad little Bettie
But know
it's time to leave
Your Yankee clout has just
run out
They're gunnin' in the
street
Crowded prop plane hummin'
Bound
for NYC
The voodoo rite she saw that
night
Baby how it set you free
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