Paroles de Debora

Oh Debora, always look like a zebra

Your sunken face is like a Galleon

Clawed with mysteries of the Spanish Maine
Oh, Debora



Debora



Oh Debora, always dress like a conjurer

It's fine to see your young face hiding

'Neath the stallion that I'm riding

Debora



Oh, Debora
Oh, Debora, you look like a stallion

Oh, Debora, you look like a stallion

Your sunken face is like a galleon

Clawed with mysteries of the Spanish Maine

Oh, Debora



Oh, Debora

Oh, Debora