Tell me, inspector, how do you sleep? You know you're doing all you can Driven mad by trances, oh, so deep Your faceless shadow of a man
Yes, he's a master of crime Yes, he's a master of crime He's a legend in his own time (Try and catch him if you can)
Running around the streets at night In search of Maurion Inspector Garras of the French police And his trusted servant Fong Keeping watch from the Eiffel Tower Toujours merci et bien! Drinking coffee 'til the early hours In the Cafe Parisienne
It's after cocktail hour Only then she feels the power The only sign left at the scenes of crimes Is a sweet and scented flower
Yes, she's a master of crime Yes, she's a master of crime She's a legend in her own time Mm-hmm-hmm...
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