Master of Crime

Tell me inspector how do you feel?
We know you’re doing all you can
Your quest in life is to catch the one
For this you need to have a plan
And the name is Maurion
About whom is this song
He does things that are wrong
But he does them in the right way
Yeah, he’s a mystery man
Catch him if you can
You’ll need a guiding light
For he only travels by night
Ariba ooh ooh ooh ooh
A criminal is what she may be
It’s time to catch the midnight hour
She has the knack when she commits a crime
To have the beauty of a flower
Yes, she’s a master of crime
Yes, she’s a master of crime
She’s a legend in her own time
Ariba ooh ooh ooh ooh
Tell me inspector how do you sleep
We know you’re doing all you can
Driven mad by trances oh so deep
Your faceless shadow of a man
Yes, he’s a master of crime
Yes, he’s a master of crime
He’s a legend in his own time
Try to catch him if you can
Running around the streets at night in search of Maurion
Inspector Garras of the French police and his trusted servant Fong
Keeping watch from the Eiffel Tower, Tourjours merci et bien
Drinking coffee ’til the early hours in the Cafe Parisienne
It’s after cocktail hour
Only then she feels her power
The only sign left at the scenes of crimes
Is a sweet and scented flower
Yes, she’s a master of crime
Yes, she’s a master of crime
She’s a legend in her own time
Ariba ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ariba ooh ooh ooh ooh