Princess of the Ball

The black and white ball is on The twist this year is You my dear, have to wear men’s cloths A black suit You may be the prettiest girl that ever walked the earth But there is no way you will be a sexy man You pour your self into those jeans Throw on a loose T-shirt Causing men to drool Making girls wish they were you But you in a suit, well we will see I don’t want to see you in the suit Until the night of the ball I will however Make an appointment at the Taylors No I won’t I’ll take your measurements and get you a suit myself It will be my present to you, for the ball Damn on paper her measurements even look sexy To the material shop Ohh wow, Black pinstripe silk Finding a walking stick is tricky Drop into shoe shop she shops at all the time She is known by name so am I Hello gorgeous how are you I want to by my Lady a surprise And I need your help Great, thank you very much, The first thing I know you don’t have here but I need Are black fish net stocking Would you mind getting a pair form to fit her pretty please Awesome now I would like Shiny Black Stiletto’s with 4” heals To match this material in her size Thank-you so much Come here so I can give you a cuddle To the beauty shop Book you in for a Full body massage A Facial Hair wash, perm And make up Off to the Taylor His instructions Here are the measurements of my beautiful lady I want you to make her a suit coat with tails Out of this silk And a tie as well please He says no He will not make anything from paper He wants to see her I agree with term She is no to know what is being created for her He agrees, she’s booked in She has been to the taylor She has been fitted And she doesn't know why The morning of the ball Everything is ready We just have to make it happen My Sweet I have made you Raisin Toast Squeezed orange juice And Tea for a change Put on your favorite jeans and T You have a big day Opening the car door for you After stopping at the beauty shop Where I must leave you for a while Your Shoes look awesome Love the Stocking she got you The Formal Tails and Body Suit is wicked Entering the Ballroom Standing at the top of the staircase The music stops The men gaze in awe The girls stare in envy You my dear are The Princess of the Ball Let’s party