The auctioneers and valuers
where checking out your dress
A black baby doll with  polka dots
That design you stole from Vivenne West
You were rocking all your assets
Looking   Really   Really  hot
The band was playing some old Beatles  tune
and you mimed along to That means a lot

You move across the Dance floor
The baby doll still holding on
your entourage in tatters
now Broke and all alone
Eyes watch your every movement
like moths drawn to the fire
Each woman bitter in her envy
Each  man swollen with desire

They all try to catch your eye
you are in the zone
Your Body swaying to the music
That Baby doll still swings along
every movement pure perfection
each pirouette  its own song
They are basking in your Beauty
every shimmy turns them on

its as if you could walk on water
and the rhythm takes you far from shore
marooned among the Broken and the shipwrecked
you hear them howl and beg for more
They cling to you like cobwebs
like limpets to a rock
The broken hearted and the lonely
Those that Love forgot

They will try to catch you in their net  my love
and drag you back to shore
Thy will bind your feet  
and hold you tight for ever more
They will treat you like a puppet
some ones  dancing Marionette
The broken hearted and the lonely
Those purveyors of regret

The auctioneers and valuers
gather slowly round
Raising up their gavels
they bring the curtain down