Check the mirror twice
For any spot on you just short of nice.
Match your skirt with any shirt
And smear the lip gloss. It won't hurt.
Powder makes your wrinkles
Ever louder.
Smooth those facial curves.
Turn around.
Assess your gown.
Tonight you tour the town.
Not a trace of outer frown.
How you grace the city
With your laugh so queer and silly.
How you strafe around
Looking for your little brush.
Cooking up a little touch
Upon yourself.
And thinking 'I am ready'
To bring candy and confetti
To this magic setting.
Clock is winding more.
Bell rings at the door.
Muster up your final touches up
And drift across the floor.
Rob a final breath and reach the knob.
Tonight
You are untouchable...