Yankee Grey - She's Got A Gun

This is tonight, and it rains like in a French black and white movie of the 50's. I feel like a character in it who's just lost it all, who is alone with his raincoat and a face showing a yet unknown way out of it. Steamy hot summer night street makes me laugh. I enjoy waiting for a taxi and I hope it's not gonna be here until I've had enough of this pleasant situation.

Movie is on
There comes a lady through the night
She stops in front of me
And asks me for a light

To win some time

To introduce myself
I pretend not to know
In which pocket I got my matches

Movie is on
There comes a lady through the night
She stops in front of me
And asks me for a light