Text: Greta Ida Csatlós. Fake Fur. Eye Witness Of A Murder.

Am I looking good for you
Any Time and any Place
Baby Baby Love gets thru'
This could be a special Place
If you do not hide your Face
Baby Baby could be good for you
Like I'm stepping into the Dark
Murder me
Eye Witness of the Murder
whe breaks into my Mind again
like a Spy of love
that betrays you in the End
This is what they call real Life
It's only just to make believe
Baby Baby roll the Dice
Let behind no Indicies
Turning out to be released
like two Lovers holding Hands