Saturday Night

She ponders on heels
Side zipped mini-skirt 
Luscious red lipstick
And tight tee shirt

The week is over 
Its eleven thirty
Saturday night
It's time to party. 

When the twilight fades
And a fire inside 
burns away the day of work
And pleasure amplified
 
The night means downtown
Lit by the neon lights
At night you can be anybody
Drawn to the crazy sights

The music moves her like a puppet
The club is electric tonight
like a rainbow into the darkness
On the crowd delight

One movement
Wall to wall dancing
No free will
No Romancing

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