Horses and High Heels - Marianne Faithfull

When I lived in the city of Dublin

It suited my face and my tears

The talk, the drink and the friends were good

And stood for my hopes and my fears

I lived in a flat in Ballsbridge

And at two in the morning I’d hear

The sound as the horses came back from their work

And the horses clip-clop coming near

Horses and high heels, horses and high heels

What every city knows and fears

Late at night in Paris

In my apartment that 's up from the street

I hear a girl in high heels who must run in

To meet a lover extremely discreet

Horses and high heels, horses and high heels

What every city knows and fears

In Dublin and Paris women are running

Ghostly horses return from the park

Have to meet a man of their dreams

And stables so warm and dark

Horses and high heels, horses and high heels

What every city knows and fears