A most beautiful woman chose me. I lived in her palace. She douched all the time. Her hair was naturally perfect. She needed only water, a comb and the sun. I thought the world must be like this. Goodbye darling my destiny is to wander from one palace to another.
The slums of love
the slums of love
now I live in the slums of love
the crumbs of love
the crumbs of love
now I live on the crumbs of love
I am a humble lover living on the crumbs of love. There isn’t much to my house not much more than a shack really. Come in you juicy thing I’ll let you touch the crumbs of love.
the crumbs of love
the crumbs of love
I’ll let you touch the crumbs of love
This is an unaccustomed pleasure. We rarely have a song in this neighbourhood. Bit of sunlight, isn’t it? Just like the old days. I’ll have to tell the missus when she gets back from the beauty parlour. I’ll have to tell her I was visited by one like you.