Like an old movie
A classic B hit
Starring the starlet
The one with
Ruby red lips
Wide, sexy hips
She pulls up
That old velvet chair
Lets down her hair
Speaks about stars
And going nowhere
Mars is not for her
Neither is the moon
She likes it on earth
In the old saloon
Vintage scotch
Takes her up a notch
From here to anywhere
She is like a rocket
That look in her stare
She likes this ride
Makes her warm inside
Takes the curls down
From her dark
Free flowing hair
She is expensive
For a poor and lonely
One liner poet
But she gives him
A sweet, loving pass
With his diamond looks
And his perfect ass
It’s a vintage night
All about the past
These sorts of nights
Are never meant to last