Icehouse Lyrics

Album: Icehouse

Boulevarde Lyrics

The Paris hearts all line the boulevarde

she shows her hand and says, "please take a card"

bouquets and lace

a femme fatale face

she breaks the hearts along the boulevarde

but beggers buy love on the boulevarde

and red light stains the stairs and life is hard

God only knows

it never pays

'cause they all die young on the boulevarde


Submitted by Michael Hack