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The lights shine her way to make her sparkle in the night,

Her hair waves about deep red in the light.



She moves as swift as the desert sands,

An image of angel wings as she waves her hands.



She was blessed with the body of the goddess',

Showing every part seductively as she dances.



She looks towards you, you see a flash of green,

With looks like that, you'll act the slave of the queen.



You've been warned by friends that you'd be playing with fire,

But for tonight you don't care, she's your desire!