Let The Curtains Rise,

It's la Poete- Surprise!

Sorry For The Delay,

But For A While I Had To Runaway.

I'm Back Again,

Let The Fun Begin.

Tsk, Tsk! Look But Touch Naught.

Go And Grab Us A Shot.

Oh! You Devilish Man,

Come Up Here And Take My Hand.

I'll Make You Swoon,

Go Ga-Ga Over This Poon.

Why Don't We Head Up To My Place?

Let's Not Let A Chance Meeting Go To Waste.

I'll Dance My Way Into Your Pants,

Whisper Sweet Nothings In Exchange For Cash,

Please You In Ways That Others Can't,

Before You Take My Hand Let Me See That Stash.