Coralie

I’ve lost my heart to Coralie,

But please don’t ever question me

Till you have seen her on the stage

Play goddess of the golden age!

She’s sleek like Greek, although she’s French

And wily as a wayward wench.

You saw her steal with just one glance

My heart, that femme fatale from France.

So please don’t ever be surprised

This mademoiselle has mesmerised,

Enchanted me with siren’s spell

Bewitched me down her faery dell.

I love my curvy Coralie!

So please don’t ever question me

‘Bout why I love her luscious lips

Her made-in-heaven shapely hips

I’ve lost my heart to Coralie

But please don’t ever question me

For wanting her; you know I’m weak

For girl who is my goddess Greek!