Marc Almond - Surabaya Johnny

I was only a child when I met you.
You came from the Burma Lagoon.
You said, "Would you like a bit of travel?"
You promised me all but the moon.
I asked you what you did for a living.
And you swore, God's my witness, to me.
That you worked for the railroad people,
And would never ever follow the sea.

You said a lot, Johnny.
Not a word was true, Johnny.
You betrayed me, Johnny The moment we met.
I hate your guts Johnny.
Don't stand there grinning
Take that cigarette out of your mouth, you pig.

Surabaya Johnny,
Why did you treat me so wrong?
Surabaya, Johnny,
My God, and I do love you so.
Surabaya, Johnny,
Why am I feeling so low?
You have no heart, Johnny.