I've seen that face before lyrics
by Grace Jones



Strange, I've seen that face before
Seen him hanging 'round my door
Like a hawk stealing for the prey
Like the night waiting for the day

Strange, he shadows me back home
Footsteps echo on the stone
Rainy nights and hustling boulevards
Parisian music tripping from the bars

Tu cherches quoi?
Rencontrer la mort?
Tu te prends pour qui
Toi aussi tu detestes la vie

Dancing by the restaurants
Home with anyone you want
Strange, he's standing there below
Staring eyes thrill me to the bone

Dans sa chambre, Joelle et sa valise
Elle regarde ses fringues
Sur les murs des photos
Sans regret, sans melo

La porte est claquee
Joelle est barree