A thousand words floating vicariously through the air
Watch the men and women gather
Is this for an escape?
A haven to play
A mig-shift heaven to lay
A thousand words floating vicariously through the air
Do I dare ask where?
Brits and Hicks with their hissy fits
Twist and mingle
They began to dwindle the time with hate
I am a lady ready to mate
I offer them more than they can refuse
Cheap perfume to impress, no latex so to make you my ex
Consuming just a bit of time
From Sogo’s to Moguls
"I gets my way" I always say, to start it all again the following day.
