Pavanne
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Written by Richard and Linda Thompson
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Pub. By Beeswing Music, Inc. (BMI)
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from the album Songs For Survivors
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¨Ï 2002
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Pavanne, Cold steel woman, Pavanne.
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How do you love a woman?
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With eyes as cold as the barrel of her gun,
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Who¡¯s never missed her mark on anyone,
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Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne.
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Casino doors swing open, rich men raise their eyes they say ¡°Who is this beauty¡±
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As elegant as ice, and later there¡¯s an accident, another charges d¡¯affaires
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Is lying in a pool of blood no witness anywhere.
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And they say she was a hundred miles away.
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The hotel porter saw her climb the stairs.
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And the maid with trembling hands knows what to say.
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When the judge says, ¡°Are you sure?¡± ¡°I¡¯m sure,¡± she swears.
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Pavanne, Cold steel woman, Pavanne.
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How do you love a woman?
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With eyes as cold as the barrel of her gun,
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Who¡¯s never missed her mark on anyone,
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Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne.
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At the presidential palace a thousand people saw
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His excellency leave his car and never make the door.
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The blood flow through his fingers as he clutches at the stain
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And staggers like a drunken man lies twisted in the rain.
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And they say she grew up well provided for.
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Her mother used to keep her boys for sure.
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And her father¡¯s close attentions led to talk.
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She learned to stab her food with a silver fork.
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Pavanne, Cold steel woman, Pavanne.
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And they say she didn¡¯t do it for the money.
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And they say she didn¡¯t do it for a man.
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They say she did it for the pleasure.
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The pleasure of the moment.
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Pavanne, Cold steel woman, Pavanne.
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How do you stop this woman?
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When everyone is moving through a trance.
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Like prisoners of some slow courtly dance.
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Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne, Pavanne.
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Pavanne
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Graham Nash |