Besedila: Yodelice. Lady In Black.

Silent howling in the night
I like my satin black
Blacker than the knife
Thrust in my back
Seeking for a beam of light
In this city of haste
My life cast aside
As toxic waste
Silk and flowers
Ripped off my flesh

Betrayal and sadness
Booming in my chest
Strumbling in my best dress
On Lowest Wacker Drive
Unseen and forsaken
One lost Puerto Rican
My heart and heels broken
On Lowest Wacker Drive

Silent howling in the night
I like my satin black
Blacker than the knife
Thrust in my back
Seeking for a beam of light
In this city of haste
My life cast aside
As toxic waste
Silk and flowers
Ripped off my flesh

The past is filming over
Memories foam and lather
Your words melt in my tears
On Lowest Wacker Drive
I've loved and I've seen
The price of self-esteem
The daring, the loathing
On Lowest Wacker Drive

Silent howling in the night
I like my satin black
Blacker than the knife
Thrust in my black
Seeking for a beam of light
In this city of haste
My life cast aside
As toxic waste
Silk ans flowers
Ripped off my flesh

Rolling under my feet
The tarmac cries and weeps
Your heat is my call sheet
On Lowest Wacker Drive

(Merci a Cecile pour cettes paroles)