[Verse 1]
She walks in beauty
Like the night
Discarding her clothes in the plastic flowers
Pornographic and tragic in black and withe
My Marilyn, come to my slum for an hour

[Chorus 1]
I’m aching
To see my heroine, oh-oh
I’m aching

[Refrain 1]
Been dying for hours and hours

[Verse 2]
She walks in beauty
Of a magazine
Complicating the boys in the office towers
Rafaella or Della, the silent dream
My Marilyn, come to my slum for an hour

[Chorus 2]
I’m aching
To see my heroine, oh-oh
I’m eighteen
[Refrain 2]
Been dying for hours and hours
Been dying for hours and hours

[Instrumental break]

[Verse 3]
She walks in beauty
Like the night
Hypnotizing the silence with her power
Armageddon is bedding this picture, alright
My Marilyn, come to my slum for an hour

[Chorus 3]
I’m eighteen
To see my heroine, oh
I’m eighteen

[Refrain 3]
Been dying for hours and hours

[Chorus 4]
I’m aching
To see my heroine, oh-oh
I’m eighteen
[Refrain 4]
I’ve been dying for hours and ho-o-ours