Black black
It's all an act that I put on for you
Like the showgirls in the bright lights at the Riveria noon
I won awards for my performance, am I that good
I guess if I got a star named for it, it must be true
But it's dark in here, when the reel stops playing
Hollywood isn't that bright
When every day you have to fight
In your eyes I see the light
Action and I play you on
Another woman that I'm dreaming of
She's the one you want, you'll find her on the movie screen
They call cut and she's over now
And your smiles fades a little now that she's gone
Black black
It's all an act that I put on for you
Like a records I play just to get in the mood
I wish I was a showgirl, showgirl
So my eyes could be white pearl, white pearl
And I'm good for what I am not what I show
And these lights never fade only glow
I wish I was a showgirl
Where the movie is you
And the stars all die for you
Because nobody puts on a show like you do.
YOU ARE READING
Beat Poetry
PoetryModern beat poetry, old school Kerouac, classic Lana Del Rey. If Lana Del Rey's music had an affair with Jack Kerouac's work their love child would be my poetry, set against the pop culture of America, the high of Cubano, the Lolita age where the gl...
