Mylène Farmer, Sting - Stolen Car

Late at night in summer heat 
Expensive car and empty street 
There's a wire in my jacket 
For this is my trade 
It only takes a moment 

Sting - Moon Over Bourbon Street

There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
I've no choice but to follow that call

Sting - Desert Rose

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand
I dream of fire

Sting - Englishman In New York

I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York