Ingrid - tu als ob - Ingrid Bergman

Was her mother confessor,
And taught her the wages of sin.
*) Eine Nachbarin von Kay Brown
But on Stromboli, that glamorous isle,
Where you came at the height of your style
In a lovely mink coat
And a small fishing boat,
But you failed, Kay, in spite of your guile.
You continued your Ingrid to sell
Though things didn't go very well.
Life just didn't fit
Work wasn't it
My luck seemed to quit.
Love was – oh, well!
So instead of a hit
You found me Lars Schmidt
With his island, his dogs and Choisel.
With "Mansions" you found me a part in
A drama I lost my whole heart in.
When I accepted, you cried,
Saying, "It's so dignified."
Then you sent me Quintero and Martin.
After opening, we all went to dine
And to greet me, you headed the line.
And the picture will show,
What I already know:
I'm safest, when your hand's holding mine.
In your capable hands I am still,
And God help me, I always will.
Men have tried to replace you
They still push and race you -
As you also can see in the still.
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