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Got dressed for tonight hours too early and the floral slip didn't survive the fitting — neither did my patience. The camera was already running when I gave up on behaving. Come see exactly how far I got, sugar?
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Got dressed for tonight hours too early and the floral slip didn't survive the fitting — neither did my patience. The camera was already running when I gave up on behaving. Come see exactly how far I got, sugar?
The whole city is in costume tonight and mine came with a pitchfork I've already lost track of. One horn down, one strap misbehaving — tell me you'd still follow me home.
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Tomorrow night the whole city dresses up — tonight I'm rehearsing mine and the glasses are the only thing still behaving. The camera caught every part I needed to practice. Care to grade my technique, sugar?
The concert ended but I came home still humming — and then the dress came off and the humming moved somewhere lower. Tell me you'd stay for the private set, sugar.
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Some mornings the blazer stays on longer than anything underneath it. I left the camera running while I decided what to peel off first. Want to see how far I got, sugar?
Hot Salsa Night at the Hot Jazz Club tonight and I refuse to show up flat-footed — so I'm spinning around my living room until my hips stop arguing with me. Tell me you can keep up, sugar.
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Some mornings I wake up needing to be in charge of something — today it's you. Leather, a choker, and my hands showing you exactly how it's done. Ready to follow orders, sugar?
The Herbstsend throws its gates open on the Schlossplatz today and I'm earning my rides first — sweat now, fried dough and ferris wheel later. Come hold my spot in line, sugar?
Slipped into the candlelight Phil Collins tribute ten minutes late and the whole chapel is already glowing. This dress keeps sliding off my shoulder and I've stopped fixing it. The lights go down properly any second now — where are you sitting?
Half my closet is on the floor and the 80s night at the Sputnikhalle still has competition from a techno basement across town. This dress isn't winning so far. Tell me which door I'm knocking on, sugar.