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Mademoiselle
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Murray Head

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Mademoiselle remembers too well
How once she was belle of the ball
Now the past she sadly recalls.
Mademoiselle lived in grand hotels
Ordered clothes by Chanel and Dior
Millionaires queued at her door.

Oh, she pleased them and teased them
She hooked them and squeezed them
Until like their empires they'd fall
She very soon learned
That the more love she spurned
The more power she yearned
Until she was belle of the ball.

Oh, Mademoiselle, such a soft machiavel
Would play bagatelle with the hearts of young men as they fell
Mademoiselle would hide in her shell
Could then turn cast a spell on any girl
That got in her way.

She would crave all attention
Men would flock to her side
Woe betide any man who ignored
For she'd feign such affection
Then break down their pretension
When she'd won she would turn away.
Turn away, thoroughly bored.

Mademoiselle, long ago said farewell
To any love left to sell, for the sake of being belle of the ball
Mademoiselle knows there's no way to quell
Her own private hell, just a shell,
With no heart left at all.
Poor old Mademoiselle.
Still a Mademoiselle.

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Date Performance 1979-00-00
Running Time 4:06
Performers Murray Head (Vocals), Chris Laurence/Lawrence (Double Bass), Bob Weston (Acoustic Guitars), Jim Cregan (Acoustic Guitars), Murray Head (Rhythm Guitar), Rupert Hine (Prophet Synth), Rupert Hine (Piano), Rupert Hine (Fender Rhodes)
Appears On
Between Us (1979)
Murray Head

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2006-10-06