Lyrics Tiger Woman - Sarah Nixey

Dressed in a coat of tiger skin
Putting the cats through their routine
Danced in the cafes away in Bordeaux
But where she's from nobody knows

Here she comes Tiger Woman
Here she comes Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman

Face of an angel with fierce green eyes
Masterful, graceful and born to fight
She'll sell you her story and lap up the drink
Tears off her skirt when she dances and sings

Here she comes Tiger Woman
Here she comes Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman

From the ganglands of Paris to the Golden Age
Crowley's black magic wants Betty May
Penniless models meet a tragic end
Shot by a lover or mocked by a friend

Here she comes Tiger Woman
Here she comes Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman

Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman
Tiger Woman