Belinda – Bobbie GentryBy When I first met BelindaIt was down in Corpus ChristiBack in August I believe, back in ’53She was workin’ as a dancerAnd her life-size tinted photoBeckoned tantalizingly from the marqueeThe red neon was flashingMusic poured out on the streetAnd the club, I’m sure, had seen it’s better daysAnd a sea of blurry eyesAnd upturned faces watched BelindaAs she danced within the noisy, smoky hazeYou may know my bodyBut you cannot know my mindShe moved her lips but didn’t make a soundYou may know my bodyBut you cannot know my mindThen she’d dip and twirl and smile and dance aroundBelinda was a beautyShe revealed her body slowlySo that all the cowboys strained and craned to seeHer sequined skirts would swirl and twirlAnd catch the light and sparkleAnd Belinda’s eyes would wander restlesslyNow I did not know BelindaWhen she was a little girlBut as a child, I’m sure she often dreamedAnd I used to wonder, used to ponderJust what did go wrongBut then Belinda was not always what she seemedYou may know my bodyBut you cannot know my mindShe moved her lips but didn’t make a soundYou may know my bodyBut you cannot know my mindThen she’d dip and twirl and smile and dance aroundThen one night I wrote a hasty noteAnd threw it on the stageAskin’ her if she would have a drink with meAnd we talked of many thingsAbout the sunshine and the countryAnd a tear came to her eye quite suddenlyAnd I listened to her, thought about herFinally I asked her“Tell me, Belinda, what does your life mean?”She looked me in the eyeAnd told me “Forty bucks a week”And to be a damn good dancing Burlesque queenAh, you may know my bodyBut you cannot know my mindShe said to me as she prepared to goYou may know my bodyBut you cannot know my mindThen she laughed and left to do her second show www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20