Sharing a bottle of gold registered cognac
their cigars resting in a crystal goblet
silk knee high stocking feet resting
on a burgundy calf leather footstool

How does it feel man? You know,
when the lights stop shining on you?
I know you can’t see the lights but
damn man, you know what I mean.
when the heat stops shining on your face.

Baby, it’s like this,
you create your own sun.
Give it a name like the only woman
who didn’t love you for your money
or power, or none of that
make sure you stand
inside her smile