See a black Eldorado
Rolling along down below my window
That black girl in the back looks pretty good
Christ! She's beautiful
You know how soft she is
I know just what it'd feel like
I'm so far away from her
Jesus, this is Iggy
You might as well
Come with me
Then you ride
There's talk
And I don't wanna talk
Oh momma
I shot myself down
Oh momma
I shot myself down
Ohhh, momma
I shot myself down
Oooh, momma
Did I tell you
I shot myself down
They're stepping on our hearts [stepping on our hearts]
Stepping on our hearts
I don't know why
They're stepping on our hearts [stepping on our hearts]
Stepping on our hearts
Damn, I don't know why
They're stepping on our hearts
Stepping on our hearts
Can't you see
Stepping on our hearts
How come the blacks
How come they come to you so good?
They get off on you so sexually
If you wanna make it
Young man, you've gotta make somebody come
Come out of you black
Come out of you black and strong
Black and strong
Black and strong
Black
Strong
Black
Jesus it's cold in this room
You know I, I never told you 'bout this
But there's one guy somebody I really love
He's never around
We'd take things that could be alright, that could be nice
And make 'em so ugly, so damned ugly
And we put out the lights on'm
We make it dark, we put out the lights!
On them
It's idiots like you that screw me up
I know there's nothing to you
And I don't know why I treat you so kind
Up, down and dance with me
Dance with me
You got nobody left but me
Accept me
Don't reject me
Don't forget me
Momma
What color will the lights be?
Will they turn blow on me?
Momma
What color will the lights be?
Will they turn blue on me?
Momma [will they turn blue on me]
I shot myself up
Oh momma
I shot myself [up, up, up, up, up, up]
Momma
I shot myself up [up, up, up, up, up]
Momma
I shot myself up
Down
Up
Down
Momma
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Momma
I didn't know what I was doing
I didn't mean to
But I did
Shot myself
Writer(s): David Bowie, Geoffrey Alexander Maccormack, Walter Lacey, Iggy Pop
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