We met in a gun fight, In East Berlin, stealing nuclear secrets from the Soviets. And we were hunting, former SS officers carrying briefcases full of coordinates.

And we were on our own, she a refugee who narrowly escaped the gates of Auschwitz. And I a West Point grad, who like my father fought a world war, but I made it alive.

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Little Bird (East Berlin) song meanings
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