Just Like Belgium

Oh, it's just like Belgium
Streetwalkers sweet talk you out of your spare change
The price tag of being just a little bit different
And your sweet madame makes it seem just like Belgium
Ain't that just like Belgium
The few francs we saved, bought some cheap souvenirs

But the red lights where the cat fights make it just like Belgium
The first rule to learn is to keep your own distance

But the red lights where the cat fights make it just like Belgium

And your sweet madame makes it seem just like Belgium
Just like Belgium
See us face down on the floor of another cheap barroom
Oh, it's just like Belgium
See us face down on the floor of another cheap barroom
Just like Belgium
Streetwalkers sweet talk you out of your spare change
Just like a hustler when they look attractive
Our code of living meant little to others
Streetwalkers sweet talk you out of your spare change
Just like Belgium
Oh, it's just like Belgium
And your sweet madame makes it seem just like Belgium

It's nothing more than a slap on the back
See us face down on the floor of another cheap barroom

But the red lights where the cat fights make it just like Belgium