Mata Hari - Kovacs

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

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

Tragedy comes to me

Riding on a devil called melancholy

My body sold for secrets stolen

Whispers that would change the path of history

I walk into a dusty square

I’m dressed in diamonds, silk and fur

Early Monday morning, 5 am

Silent in the company of 18 man

And when they hear the music play

They line up with their rifles raised

Every gallant suiter young and brave

Will lead the dance into my grave

Tragedy comes to me

Riding on a devil called melancholy

My body sold for secrets stolen

Whispers that would change the path of history

Indian summers, 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