The Bimbo Song

The Bimbo Song

  • Lyrics: Assi Dayan
  • Music: Zvika Pik
  • Arrangements: Eric Rudich
  • Album: Golden Album (1986)

From the movie “Shlager”, 1979.
Translated by Malka Tischler

The Bimbo Song

I’m not in the mood for long words
And you’re sort of a long word yourself.
Ciao, my friend, and give my regards to your life –
With hope that you’ll understand the bimbo

The sun of Faraj (was a popular Tel Aviv photo shop) tears up the sea
And I sail along in flip-flops.
Wherever the lights take me, I’ll be there,
With nail polish, lipstick
and the other show-off stuff.

Because I feel like dancing, I feel like nonsense.
I want to laugh – but you, I don’t want!
I feel like it during the day, and at night
I want to scream – I’m a Bimbo.

A face with a cool stare
And jeans in the style the newspapers write about.
A permanent wave in my hair
And posters instead of walls.

I want to love like in the movies –
A hunk that comes in English, and in color.
Come on baby, the plane is waiting!
And another dream of mine takes off, and cries.

I feel like dancing, I feel like nonsense.
I want to laugh – but you, I don’t want!
I feel like it during the day, and at night
I want to scream – I’m a Bimbo

Once when I have time to grow up,
The party will be over.
For at the end of every bimbo,
hides a nice little apartment complex,
A model husband,
and a thousand directions of smoke*

I feel like dancing, I feel like nonsense.
I want to laugh – but you, I don’t want!
I feel like it during the day, and at night
I want to scream – I’m a Bimbo
I feel like dancing, I feel like nonsense.
I want to laugh – but you, I don’t want!
I feel like it during the day, and at night
I want to scream – I’m a Bimbo

* smoke – A good apartment has air currents from all directions.
Since Tel Aviv air is polluted, it says smoke from all directions instead of air.