From the Albums:

* Moontan

* Golden Earring Live

* The naked truth



Fascinating lady, snowflake in the sun

You make me feel so bourgeois

oh, you've captured everyone

I hear you've been a dancer

At some famous Paris show

and million dollar lovers

Neatly saw you to your door

Nineteen fifty seven,

sweetheart of the year

[THE]Secret of your beauty,

was your moontan and your fear

and now you run this city

You're still honey to the flies

Attract the incrowd dandies

Faraway-look in their eyes

You're [A] bright, nocturnal vanilla queen

Your mask is sterile dignity

Tell me why, nocturnal vanilla queen

You haunt me, even in my dreams

It couldn't be avoided

We were bound to meet

I knew you would drag me down

and toss me off my feet

Sweet moments of desire

Sweet moments of relief

You blew down my fences

[WITH YOUR] natural make-believe