Krisma Aurora B.
Go to dusky dinver I always
Go to some shady night settee
Meet a friend he loves me eveningly
So forlorn when he goes away...
Dimness where we sit together
Ultraviolet music
Filling us nocturnal creatures
Flickering warmth inside me...
Glossy plastic-cushioned walls
He loves the way I'm called Aurora B
No he won't let me leave early
The night is young and so are we...
My lips so hot I do get thirsty
I'd like to drink some cold red wine
I feel his fingers on my bare back
Yes my name's Aurora B
I know they call him Jimmy Afterglow
Sending scintillas down my spine...
Scintillas, Oh, Oh
Scintillas, Oh, Oh
Scintillas, Oh, Oh...
