Madame Chatterlaine Paul Shapera

As your hands massage the tarot
Spreads for strangers all day long
They usually ask of love and money, some of missing sons
But lately now, the Death card always comes

In your youth, you left them breathless
With your face on, they would fall
At your feet, and you left miles of men behind you
And some women, and a child you hardly saw

Ahh, Madame Chatterlaine
Ahh, Madame Chatterlaine
Ahh, Madame Chatterlaine

All the travels and the stories
All the tales where you once starrеd
All those memories, shining yеars and years behind you, now
These days you sit, and read for them their cards

All the callers that once wooed you
Among them, many married fans
Even ones that walked the straight line, for you, found the time
Not bad for one who once was born a man

Ahh, Madame Chatterlaine
Ahh, Madame Chatterlaine
Ahh, Madame Chatterlaine