Black as a beacon. In a river of shimmering fog. Yes she was. If you were heat seeking. She was hard to ignore. Yes she was. And she snapped. Wing mirrors off a Cadillacs. With particular pretty ones. And that meant she never had to strain her back. When she was putting her lippy on. Well time tastes bland. When she's not around. And you'd sit and you'd sink and approach the brink. Before she showed ya how to shake love's steady hand. Tha knows. And she snapped. Wing mirrors off a Cadillacs. With a particular pretty ones. And that meant she never had to strain her back. When she was putting her lippy on. Shake love's steady hand. Shake love's steady. She floats like an niccy rush but she stings like a bee flat. The blond-o sonic shimmer trap. And she snapped. Wing mirrors off a Cadillac. With a particular pretty ones. And that meant she never had to strain her back. When she was putting her lippy on