Song Description

Travels to Hong Kong.

Lyrics

Looking For The Dolls

my wife says she loves me
& she'll miss me just the same
could have used a few more
hours of sleep
guess i'll catch them on the plane

i should wave to Jette
when we fly over Montreal
"get back safe & hurry home,
& get the girls some dolls"

at 40,000 feet it looks like
Christmas down below
just found Ben Folds
doing 'Barrytown'
on the in-flight audio

as logic tests your window view
and thoughts turn spiritual
by tomorrow i'll be confident again
and looking for the dolls

humid as a sauna bath
is what the tv must have meant
this time they left my bag alone
in a show of lenience

if i knew a little Mandarin
i'd find out what these cost
i am here on Temple Street
looking for the dolls

the combination platter
of the street food & the heat
can wrap you like a death shroud
from the last Qing dynasty

i should get back to the Shangri-la
amidst the Jags & Rolls
but i am here on Temple Street
looking for the dolls

my luck seems drowned in sweat
behind a table filled with toys
she hawks these leaflets for the 'Lucky Suana',
shouting "live girls" for dead boys

i draw a picture of a qirl
& she points me to Macau
and i am here on Temple Street
looking for the dolls

as i snake my way down from the peak in the backseat of a cab
i'm dreaming i am home again
summer breezed or winter clad

i'd kill for bottled water
and i'd have probable cause
and i am here on Temple Street
looking for the dolls

as i drag through the front door
the girls come running down the hall
while one takes her turn hugging
me, the other is
looking for the dolls

(c)Julian Shore