She's Got a Gun

This is tonight

And it rains like in a French black and white movie of the fifties

I feel like a character in it that's just lost a doll

Is alone with his raincoat and a face showing a

Yet unknown, way out of here

Steamy hot summer night's street

Makes me laugh

I enjoy waitin' for a taxi

And I hope it's not going to be here

Till I've had enough of this pleasant situation

It's on, there comes a lady through the night

She's stops in front of me and asks me for a light

To win some time to introduce myself

I pretend not to know in which pocket I got my matches

(Ooh it's on, there came a lady through the night)

(She stops in front of me and asks me for a light)

She's walkin' on but not too far

She disappears behind a door

Some cats down there inside a club, the sixties, play guitar

(Ooh it's on, there came a lady through the night)

(She stops in front of me and asks me for a light)

I enjoy the rain in my wet hair

Feels slightly stupid but got to follow her

The club's empty

I'm standing near the door

She's the only dancer on the biggest floor

Let her go