Mata Hari

I'm here to whet your appetite Been dancing for you all night Let's get a little drink, whiskey and a beer Before you say the words that I wanna hear And once I start, you can not stop I know you're gonna give it up Trading in the truth is a skill and I'm Not asking much to satisfy your dark desires Mm mm mm mm mm Mm mm mm mm mm Tragedy comes to me Ridin' on a devil called melancholy My body sold for secrets stolen Whispers that would change the path of history (Madame Mata Hari's car, please) (In the event, all she got back was her luggage) (When she asked for more money to return to Paris) (The Germans insited that she first go to a spy school) I walk into a dusty square I'm dressed in diamonds, silk and fur Early Monday mornin', five a.m. Silent in the company of 18 men And when they hear the music play They line up with their rifles raised Every gallant suitor young and brave Will lead the dance into my grave Mm mm mm mm mm Mm mm mm mm mm Tragedy comes to me Ridin' on a devil called melancholy My body sold for secrets stolen Whispers that would change the path of history (Before she left for Paris, Mata Hari was approached by a German agent in Holland) (He gave her money, and the code name H-21) (H-21) Indian summer, mother and child All left behind, all left behind Indian summers, could it be I was Born out of time, born out of time They take their aim, and so I wait 'Cause I am a woman, I am a woman Who dared to dream her destiny 'Cause I am a woman, I am a woman In a man's world, in a man's world