What We Ain't

Shimmering lips
gloss and shine
tinged with excitement
the night is all mine

Glamour and glitter
a Blooming dales girl
a facet of rubies a
necklace of pearls

The ultimate style
labeled with taste
"Vogue, eat your heart out"
there's no time to waste

"He's picking me up at a
quarter of seven, I want him
to see a dream made in heaven

A little more powder
a little more paint
makes us look like
what we ain't!