Karin - The Cats

Karin was her real name

But she only listened when you called her Suzie

She’d been married twice and had two girls somewhere

She always said: «Life's just a game, you win or lose

But you will never know

How many rounds you’ve still to go»

Karin looked as old she was

When you saw her sitting in the darkest corner

When she spoke her voice cracked down to whiskey low

«Be nice and light my smoke, my sweet»

The same old trick all hookers seem to you

Before they’re asking for the booze

Because of the inflation of the money and her beauty

Her price remained the same year after year

The cocktails and the champagne she used to ask in younger days

Turned into an ordinary beer

And then one night it happened fast

A drunken sailor stumbled to her table

They made a deal and soon they went upstairs

He later on did not know why

He strangled her and screamed until they came

«It's me, on me is all the blame»

Because of the inflation of the money and her beauty

Her price remained the same year after year

The cocktails and the champagne she used to ask in young days

Turned into an ordinary beer

Because of the inflation of the money and her beauty

Her price remained the same year after year

The cocktails and the champagne she used to ask in young days

Turned into an ordinary beer