The Beauty Marks

The beauty marks

The famous names

The pub fills up

Outside, it rains



The knee-high boots

The smoky eyes

Nobody knows

They're none the wise



The city's a sea

So full of sharks

The beauty marks



The cigarettes fall

The glass, so red

The night closes in

Still nothing is said



But if they would kiss

There would be sparks

The beauty marks



I love the very idea of you

I love the very idea of you

I love the very idea of you



The beauty marks

The famous names

The pub fills up

Outside, it rains



And if they should kiss

There would be sparks

The beauty marks