Cairo Cairo Cairo is my, my baby's home Say, women in Cairo In Cario They don't dance, they don't dance, alone Should've never lent you my 45 I guess my lesson is not to lend There's a big needle going over the line And for a time, you have a friend Stone cold silence in the room means the record is at its end You turn it over so many times, its never going back into its sleeve again. Yeah, there's two sides to every story, but it seems like youve got ten When I get no letters, it's the Cairo blues, she said. Cairo Cairo Cairo is my, my baby's home Women is Cario Cario They don't dance, they don't dance alone' Now I know that every time you get lonesome, you go and fill yourself to the brink. Find yourself a man in a suite and tie who'll introduce you to what he drinks. Ah, he's answering your questions funny now, so you wonder how he thinks. He sees his reflection in your skin, you're going to see yours a hotel sink. Starin' back, the Cairo blues, it never blinks. Cairo Cairo Cairo is my baby's home Say women in Cairo Cairo They don't dance, they don't dance alone Now im looking at those thin winter trees, and theyre looking like grey lings in the sky, I got my bare hands in my coat pockets And its so cold I could cry When i see the forest fallin', all i hear is fire and its cracklin louder than then that record ever could But it don't drown out those Cairo's blue for good Cairo Cairo Cairo is my baby's home Say women in Cairo Cairo They dont dance alone