Letras
A white empty place at a table for two
A region in Rome, a cafe rendezvous
A seat is soon taken, a contact is made
Surveyed by another whose secret is saved
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
A courier falls, the coffee was stretched
A waiter makes off with the microdots
You don't have to believe to play that double-cross
Spying for the side that pays them the most
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
Who's that someone on the inside, an undercover mole?
Too late to use a lie detector now some heads will roll
So let it roll
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
Tell me, I need to know
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
Tell me, I need to know
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you coming from?
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?
Yeah, yeah
Whose side are you on?
Whose side are you on?