Our Dancing Angel, when you grace the stage,
Our souls do soar when you straddle that pole.
More than your job, more than earning your wage:
Ebony Angel, you captured our souls.

Magical Acrobat with angelÕ's wings.
That you love your work is certainly clear.
You have a few of our favorite things!
Our groins come alive when you press yours near.

As you dance in the club, every man knew,
That you were the Diva, they long to see.
I felt your pain when you got your tattoo,
Was that pain for you or pleasure for me?

Motives run weird in a world full of trash,
My soul knows it's "CASH-MERE", not "merely cash"!