Types: Filk, Miho
59th Streetlight

Climb up, my perch at last
it's here that I forget my past
Just "the soruse of evil" now
looking so young and feeling spooky.
<touch-tones; dialing> feeling spooky

"Hello, Piro, how's it going?
Called to say my love is growing...
ain't you got no words for me?"
<touch-tones; hanging up> feeling spooky

I got no work to skip
no rituals to waive
I'm gothic and genki and ready to rave,
let the drooling fools spend all their money on me.
I'll unman them,
I'm so spooky.

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