I'm a Perv with No Name (U2, "Where the Streets Have No Name.")

I want to see
all she provides
I want to look up the skirt
that covers and hides
I want to look up
and see her dame
I'm a perv with no name.

I want to know: cotton, silk, or lace?
I see innocence disappear
without a trace
I want to take photos of the angry face
I'm a perv with no name

I'm a perv with no name
I'm a perv with no name
I'm still sneaking
in pictures of dame
pictures of dame
and when I take them
I share them, it's true
what else can I do?

The idol's aflame
and the camera's bust
I'm beaten and lost to the fan
she must trust
I'll save him a place
in a world of pain
I'm a perv with no name.

I'm a perv with no name
I'm a perv with no name
I'm still sneaking
in pictures of dame
pictures of dame
and when I take them
I share them, it's true
what else can I do?
And the camera's bust
I'm beaten and lost to the fan
she must trust
the camera's a bust
the camera's bust
I'm beaten and lost to the fan
lost to the fan
and when I take pix
I share them, it's true
what else can I do?

- _Quinn

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