Album: other songs

The French Let Her

Poor Greta thought she'd do better,
On the west of the Berlin wall,
They went crazy down the emissary,
When she missed her last curtain call,
(The French let her be a domicile)
The leading lady of the Bolshy Ballet,
She only lived for dancing,
But in the face of matrimony,
She only lived for dncing,
She still heard the warning of family
and friends as she sat in a paris café,
Don't leave till you're sure you'll be happier
there 'cos we'll never see you again.
She saw her face on every cover,
The said she was the very best,
She wasn't breathing when they found her body,
She couldn't stand in the West.