Dire Straits - Portobello Belle lyrics

Bella donna's on the high street<br>Her breasts upon the off beat<br>And the stalls are just the side shows<br>Victoriana's old clothes<br>And yes her jeans are tight now<br>She gotta travel light now<br>She's gotta tear up all her roots now<br><br>She got a turn up on the boots now<br>Yeah she thinks she's tough<br>She ain't no english rose<br>But the blind singer<br>He's seen enough and he knows<br>Yes and he do a song<br>About a long gone irish girl<br>Ah but I got one for you my portobello belle<br><br>She sees a man upon his back there<br>Escaping from a sack there<br>And bella donna lingers<br>Her gloves they got no fingers<br>Yeah, the blind man singing irish<br>He get his money in a tin dish<br>Just a corner serenader<br>Upon a time he could have made her, made her<br>Yeah, she thinks she's tough<br>She ain't no english rose<br>Ah, but the blind singer<br>He's seen enough and he knows<br>Yes and do a song<br>About a long gone irish girl<br>But I got one for you my portobello belle<br><br>Yes and these barrow boys are hawking<br>And a parakeet is squawking<br>Upon a truck a paper rhino<br>She get the crying of a wino<br>And then she get the reggea rumble<br>Bella donna's in the jungle<br>But she ain't no garden flower<br>These ain't no distress in the tower<br>Oh, bella donna walks<br>Bella donna taking a stroll<br>But, she don't care about your window box<br>Or your button hole<br>Yes and she sing a song about a long gone irish girl<br>But I got one for you my portobello belle