Pavanne (Richard
and Linda Thompson)
Pavanne, Cold steel woman, Pavanne How do you love a woman
With eyes as cold as the barrel of her gun Who's never missed her mark on
anyone Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne Casino doors swing open, rich men raise their eyes they say
Who is this beauty As elegant as ice, and later there's an accident, another charges d'affaires
Is lying in a pool of blood no witness anywhere And they say she
was a hundred miles away The hotel porter saw her climb the stairs
And the maid with trembling hands knows what to say When the judge says,
Are you sure? I'm sure, she swears Pavanne, Cold steel woman,
Pavanne How do you love a woman With eyes as cold as the barrel of
her gun Who's never missed her mark on anyone Pavanne, Pavanne,
Pavanne At the presidential palace a thousand people saw
His excellency leave his car and never make the door The blood flow through his fingers as he clutches at the stain
And staggers like a drunken man lies twisted in the rain And they
say she grew up well provided for Her mother used to keep her boys for
sure And her father's close attentions led to talk She learned to
stab her food with a silver fork Pavanne, Cold steel woman, Pavanne And they say she didn't
do it for the money And they say she didn't do it for a man They say
she did it for the pleasure The pleasure of the moment
Pavanne, Cold steel woman, Pavanne How do you stop this woman When
everyone is moving through a trance Like prisoners of some slow courtly
dance Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne
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