The song would climax with a kleftiko (stolen, improvised outburst) where the singer stops singing and simply addresses the offending man by name, in front of the entire club.

So next time you are at a bouzoukia and the pontiki (wireless microphone) screeches, look at the singer. If she smiles too sweetly, beware. You might be watching the Virgin. But if she dances alone, with a cigarette in one hand and a broken chord in the other, pour a Scotch. Sirina has taken the stage. And she is not here to entertain you.

If you want to hear the sound of the Siren’s revenge, play these tracks back-to-back: