Song 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 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