Kovacs - 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
Once I start can not stop
I know your gonna give it up
Trading in the truth is a skill and I'm
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 fur
Early monday morning five am
Silent in the company of 18 men
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 mans world, in a mans world