The Belle Of St. Mark Was A Fair But A Passionate Creature

Ebony Hair And Eyes Of Deep Blue-green

The Belle Of St. Mark Wore Clothes That Belonged To His Father

Even Though He Was Only A Mere Seventeen



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I´m In Love

I´m In Love

I´m In Love

With The Belle Of St. Mark.

It Tears Me Apart Whenever I Hear Him Cry.

I´m In Love

I´m In Love

I´m In Love

With The Belle Of St. Mark

And If He Doesn´t Love Me I Think I´ll Probably Die.



You Can Tell From Expressions That He Makes Public

That He Suffers From A Badly Broken Heart.

He Smiles As He Feeds The Afternoon Pigeons

But He Cries As He Walks The Night Streets Of St. Mark



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Bridge:

The Belle Of St. Mark He Don´t Talk To Strangers

He´s So Mysterious

His Erotic Persuasion Provokes Me Like No Other Man

The Fire I Have For Him Is Undoubtably Serious

(spoken):

I Must Make Him See That He Needs Love To Forget

And If Anyone Can Help Him, I Can

I Can Help.

I Can Help You.



His Paris Hair Blows In The Warm Parisian Air

It Blows Whenever His Paris Hair Is There

The Woman Who Hurt Him Surely Must Have Trouble Sleeping

´cause The Belle Of St. Mark Is A Beauty Extraordinaire



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