Around the curve of The Parrot Bar A broken-down old movie star Hustling and Easterner Bringing out the beast in her A high dive on a swimming pool Filled with needles and with fools The memories are short but the tales are long When you're in the Reeperbahn
Well, they called her Rosie and she was a girl Red robe lips and her strawberry curls When she would laugh the river would run She said she'd be a comedian Oh what a pity, oh what a shame When she start calling, nobody came Now her bright red cheeks are painted on And she's laughing her head off in the Reeperbahn
And if you've lost your inheritance And all you've left is common sense And you're not too picky about the crowd you keep And the mattress where you sleep Behind every window, behind every door The apple has gone but there's always the core And the seeds will sprout up right through the floor When you're in the Reeper