Lyrics

Poor Greta thought she'd do better On the west of the Berlin wall They went crazy down the emissary When she missed her last curtain call (The French let her be a domicile) The leading lady of the Bolshy Ballet She only lived for dancing But in the face of matrimony She only lived for dancing She still heard the warnings of family And friends as she sat a paris cafe Don't leave till you're sure you'll be happier There 'cos we'll never see you again She saw her face on every cover They said she was the very best She wasn't breathing when they found her body She couldn't stand it in the West