Reeperbahn
Around the curve of The Parrot BarA broken-down old movie starHustling and EasternerBringing out the beast in herA high dive on a swimming poolFilled with needles and with foolsThe memories are short but the tales are longWhen you're in the Reeperbahn
Oh, they called her Rosie when she was a girlFor her bright red cheeks and her strawberry curlsWhen she would laugh the river would runShe said she'd be a comedianOh what a pity, oh what a shameWhen she said, 'come calling', nobody cameNow her bright red cheeks are painted onAnd she's laughing her head off in the Reeperbahn
Now little Hans was always strangeWearing womens underthingsHis father beat him but he wouldn't changeHe ran off with a man one dayNow his lingerie is all the rageIn the black on every pageHis father proudly calls his nameDown there in the Reeperbahn
Now if you've lost your inheritanceAnd all you've left is common senseAnd you're not too picky about the crowd you keepOr the mattress where you sleepBehind every window, behind every doorThe apple has gone but there's always the coreAnd the seeds will sprout up right through the floorDown there in the Reeperbahn
Down there in the Reeperbahn
Down there in the Reeperbahn