See a picturesque decay there 

Something for all time to tell 

See the woman of your dreams there 

In a baroque bordello 



Swing doors and a blind venetian 

Keep her in a walnut shell 

Has to rub your eyes to bathe you 

In a baroque bordello 



All the words are written for you 

Finds your heaven, finds your hell 

Finds your love but keeps it hidden 

In a baroque bordello 



Seven days and seven nights spent 

Sleeping in her wishing well 

Climb her rope and find her trailer 

In a baroque bordello 

In a baroque bordello 

In a baroque bordello 

Baroque bordello

Baroque bordello

Baroque bordello

Baroque bordello

Baroque bordello