my kind of lady

my kinda lady my kinda night,
ghosts on the night train,
lady shadow dance for me,
my kind of girl - head in the clouds,
hands down a tribute to rock

a leader of the board an old school kind of temptation in the form of a teacher,
her soul a tribute to a school boys prayers - you know like ? as if nobody cared..
but hell yes the boys did !
what could they do but work - writing naughty naughty

late at night those boys scribbled ...
that chalk board a line of white prayers in the black satin before their eyes..
to the sound of her thrashing board..
no boy spoke a word - working hard on a homework - the fortune of a mind - wealth of the tempted

upon the chosen the fine words where written,
holy smokes - lads working their hearts out to old blues..
dark and mystic smoke..
rivers of memory - shoes a dancing,
these boys knew how to rock - how to dance and play

you fight for your life on a pushup plane..
down for life in a fast lane,
oh how the devil tames those he adores..
to me a passing plane..
loving love grace of the flavors - to a world i sing,
to the cupcakes in your hands i sing a cherished word

do not take the blame for the minds of men - ever where they weak to their lusts - desires and deeply heavy hearts.
where you shine is within thee - a dream a life a majestic grace in my eyes