We'll do the foxtrot.
I'll eat a mango.
You'll drink a straight scotch.
You know I told you,
You could be classy.
So why do you have to be so nazi?
Remember the curls
Of the Deutscher girls?
Camp 49,
Way down on the Rhine.
I'll fill your bath with
The finest champagne.
I'll lick your skin dry.
I cherish your name.
The stakes get higher,
As you dress sparsely.
So why do you have to be so nazi?
Remember the curls,
Of the Deutscher girls.
Camp 49,
Way down on the Rhine.
I love your blonde hair.
I kiss your pigtails.
And I could not share
The scratch of your nails.
And though you mock me,
Your eyes so glassy,
Oh why did you have to be so nazi?
I said remember the curls
Of the Deutscher girls.
Camp 49,
Way down on the Rhine.
Adam Ant