Clare -

My baby’s love is called Clare

Serpentine seductress, I can’t compare

My baby’s love is merciless to me

Wailing like a hussy and laughing drunkenly

But over the rooftops when the stars prickle the skies

London is sleeping and the Mississippi moon shines

I hear them making love

I hear them making love

Clare was born in New Orleans

She grew up in the bars of Bourbon Street

Back in the days of Marie Laveau

She learnt the ways of that old voodoo

But over the rooftops when the stars prickle the skies

London is sleeping and the Mississippi moon shines

I hear them making love

I hear them making love

I hear them making love

I hear them making love