Down the dirty old streets
The Angel of the East is calling
And with a trembling hand I open up a can
I can hear a baby bawling
Before I open up my eyes
I can feel her love inside me
But then I realize, my girl with green eyes
Is no longer there beside me
Victoria
You left me in opium euphoria
With a fat monk singing Gloria
My girl with green eyes
Victoria
You left me in opium euphoria
With a fat monk singing Gloria
My girl with green eyes
Only you see that I am lazy
Don’t care about fame
Nor money like a child and I’m just like a child
That’s forgotten how to smile
All the people are so busy
I have nothing to bother about
You seem that I’m different, see that I am strange
I’m a bumpkin, I’m a lout
Some day I’ll know
I’ll put my pipe aside and hit the road
However far away I have to go
To find my girl with green eyes
Some day I’ll know
I’ll put my pipe aside and hit the road
However far away I have to go
To find my girl with green eyes
My girl with green eyes
Victoria
My girl with green eyes
Victoria
My girl with green eyes
Victoria
My girl with green eyes
Victoria
My girl with green eyes