Scarlet Begonias (Catwoman)

As I was walking around Governor's Square

Not a chill to the winter, but a nip to the air

From the other direction, she was calling my eye

It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try

She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes

And I knew without asking she was into the blues.

She wore scarlet begonias, tucked into her curls.

I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls.

In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough,

she was too bad to open and too cool to buff.

As I picked up my matches and was closing the door

I had one of those flashes I'd been there before

I'd been there before Well, I ain't always right, but I've never

been wrong Seldom turns out the way it does in a song

Once in a while you get shown the light In the strangest of places if you look at

it right Well, there ain't nothing wrong with the way

she moves. Oh, Scarlet begonias are a touch of the blues. And there's nothing wrong with

the look that's in her eyes. I had to learn the hard way to let her pass by, let her pass

by. The wind in the willows playing Thief O'Toole. The sky was yellow and the sun was

blue. Strangers stopping strangers just to shake their hand. Everybody's playing in

the heart of gold band, heart of gold band.