Watch her out there on display

Dancing in her sleepy way

And all her visions start to play

The icicles of our decay, Marlene

Drink it to Marlene



Fading flowers in her hair

She's suffering from wear and tear

She lies in waterfalls of dreams

And doesn't question what it means, Marlene

We drink it to Marlene



And all along the desert shore

She wanders further evermore

The only thing that's left to try

She says to live I have to die, Marlene

We drink it to Marlene

Marlene

We drink it to Marlene



She whispers sadly, "Well I might"

And holds herself so very tight

Then jumping from an unknown height

She merges with the liquid night, Marlene

Marlene

We drink it to Marlene



Her lovers wrap her mist in furs

And tell her what she has is hers

But when they take her by the hand

She slips back in the desert sand

Our Marlene

We drink it to Marlene

Marlene



But what she leaves is made of glass

And lovers worship as they pass

And each one says, "Well, now she's mine"

But all drink solitary wine

Marlene

Marlene



Fare thee well

Fare thee well

Marlene

Marlene