Sultry girl looks up from her mirror
Spies the world flitting by
Thinks I’m all but ready to go.
Her eyes and lips smell of magic
Intrigue and mystery from every pore
She thinks who shall it be tonight
Some guys just want mystery
But everyone loves the magic.
On the street she is queen
Strutting her stuff,
Flaunting for all to see
It’s all lust and carnal desire.
Men stop and stare from cars
Wondering if they could afford
This woman, this enigma strolling along.
For this is her domain
Her body language says
Go home if you can’t play the game.
Sultry girl looks up
Sees the stopped red car
A hand comes forth
Cash bills in his hand
She approaches and makes the deal.
Driving off she sets the man wild
Never once cracks a smile
She’s a pro through and through.
After in her mirrored room
She counts her cash
Strips off her face
Puts on fluffy slippers
An old chenille gown
Looks again into her reflection
Puts back her homely smile
Calls to her dad
Is he ready for tea?