The New Pornographers:Jackie, Dressed In Cobras

Look, we've seen this kind of thing before,
Jackie flirts with cobras at the door.
Don't live your life inside a mirror, flirt with glances,
New York City, you've had your chances,
Yes, you've had 'em.

On a train devouring the land,
There's a kid going insane over her man.
Insane over her man, insane over her...

Look, we've seen this kind of thing before.
Orchids hanging from the reverend's door.
And if he hollers, let him out, because he's gonna shout,
There's something in the way she moves that shouldn't be allowed.

Wrapped on the jungle floor, Jackie's dressed in cobras.
Giving me ideas, what I really need now is ideas.

Look, we've seen this kind of thing before,
Vampires thrown across the ballroom floor.
Mistake this bloodlust feast for dancing.
New York City, you've had your chances,
Yes, you've had 'em.

On a train devouring the land,
There's a kid going insane over her man.
Insane over her man, insane over her...

Wrapped on the jungle floor,
Jackie's dressed in cobras.
Jackie's dressed in cobras.