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

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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

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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