She took Larnaca and
blistered walls,
her middle east.
The antiseptic’s suicide;
she wanted a clean demise.
So get ready,
here comes the show;
a 1 a 2 a 3.
White cleans the soul,
un cap de flammes and sweat.
And noir; well, that’s the color,
of eternal soul.
She danced cha cha,
with a one legged man.
Ils ont dansé toute la nuit;
to the heat.
