Dear miss Lenfi,
Please the night is calling...
Leave the shadows and focus on the mirrors,
It's lit tonight, spruce the brows and fix the wigs,
We will eat lentuce with embraced surprise tonight,
You know what I mean...
You tip the DJ with a smile to get yours for the asking,
I sit by the brooks and watch as you fall to moves by Kanda King,
It's midnight and you explode with delirium to voice of lennox,
When you swing your hips to the beat it really feels like a detox,
... guess you know what that means...
You make life dazzle like stars, I swear,
When the night is calling and romance is in the sky,
And when you make an appearance on the stage,
To tunes of John Savage, all hell breaks loose.
Miss, leave the shadows and focus on the mirrors;
Its me calling!
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