Black Cars

BLACK CARS

Under the cover of nightShe crawls into sightHer skin is coldchina whiteShe’s a dark angel wearing dark glassesDark shadowsunder long false lashesThe night exposes the cracksShe wears hermakeup like waxTo hide every scratch’Cause she a dark angelriding dark horsesSitting pretty in her dim lit covers … IsayBlack cars look better in the shadeShe smears her lipstick onright before she sleepsFor all those phantom lovers in herdreamsShe smokes them french cigarettesIn cocktail gloves and astrapless dressShe cuts a perfect silhouetteBut she’s a darkangel wearing dark glassesA fading beauty as the night timepasses … I sayBlack cars look better in the shadeBlack carslook better in the shade