Dark Lady (Elam's Southern Dub Mix) - Isaac Angel
The fortune queen of New Orleans
Was brushing her cat in her black limousine
On the back seat were scratches from
The marks of men her fortune she had won
I couldn't see through the tinted glass
She said Home James and he hit the gas
I followed her to some darkened room
She took my money she said I'll be with you soon
Dark lady
Dark lady laughed and danced
And lit the candles one by one
Danced to her gypsy music
'Till her brew was done
