
Pavanne Graham Nash
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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
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
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