Grace Jones + Hell - I've Seen That Face Before (Berlin Mix) | Текст песни

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• Grace Jones + Hell
• I've Seen That Face Before (Berlin Mix)

Strange, I've seen that face before,
Seen him hanging 'round my door,
Like a hawk stealing for the pray,
Like the night waiting for the day,

Strange, he shadows me back home,
Footsteps echo on the stones,
Rainy nights, an hustling boulevard,
Parisian music, drifting from the bars,

Dancing by the restaurants
Home with anyone who wants,
Strange he's standing there alone,
Staring eyes chill me to the bone.