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And the women tug their hair like they're tryin' to prove it won't fall out.
And all the men are gargoyles dipped long in Irish Stout.
The whole place is pickled, the people are pickles for sure,
And no one knows if they've done more here than they ever would do in the jar.
This could be Rotterdam, or anywhere,
Liverpool or Rome.
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere,
Anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone.
And everyone is Blonde and everyone is Beautiful.
And when Blonde and Beautiful are multiple, they become so dull and dutiful.
And when faced with dull and dutiful, they fire red warning flares.
Battle cocky personality with red underwear.
This could be Rotterdam, or anywhere,
Liverpool or Rome.
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere,
Anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone.
The whole place is pickled, the people are pickles for sure,
And no one knows if they've done more here than they ever would do in the jar.
This could be Rotterdam, or anywhere,
Liverpool or Rome.
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere,
Anywhere alone,
This could be Rotterdam, or anywhere,
Liverpool or Rome.
'Cause Rotterdam is anywhere,
Anywhere alone,
Anywhere alone.
Anywhere alone.
Anywhere alone.
Anywhere alone alone alone
Oooh this could be Rotterdam, or anywhere
Liverpool or Rome
It's Rotterdam
- Album:
- Superbi
- Dumb
- Gold
- Gold Diggas, Head Nodders & Pholk Songs
- Carry On up the Charts: The Best of the Beautiful South
- Quench
- Blue Is the Colour
- Miaow
- 0898 Beautiful South
- Choke
- Welcome to the Beautiful South
- Gaze
- Miscellaneous
- Painting It Red
- Non-Album Releases
- Total Hits Vol. 2
- 100 Essential Hits Vol. 2
- 100 Essential Love Songs (Online version)
- This Is The Sound Of...80s
- Soup