The Blue Martini and the Belly Dancer
I was walking in Delray one night when I heard a cool guitar
I followed that music to its source it was coming from the Blues End Bar
It wasn’t hard detective work, it’s a quiet part of town
And I can’t resist the wine and song so I entered and sat down.
They serve something called the purple drink and a blue martini too
Course I never stop to think and I poured down quite a few
The floor began to shift a bit and the room began to spin
Then the belly dancer took the stage and I was all done in.
She swayed her arms and legs and hips and through my wild blue haze
She looked into my very heart and set my soul ablaze
I got caught up in the magic like a moth around a flame,
And since the blue martini and the belly dancer
I haven’t been the same.
The rest of the night was just a blur I was lost somewhere in space
My ears rang like cathedral bells and I couldn’t feel my face
Something about a sidewalk and a man called “Bouncer Bill”
And a whole lot more I can’t recall and I doubt I ever will.
I don’t have a message or a moral for this tale
But the noonday sun don’t shine as bright and the colors all seem pale
My brain does overheat some, bet I burnt some brain that night
And my legs start shaking something fierce when I recall that sight.
She swayed her arms and legs and hips and through my wild blue haze
She looked into my very heart and set my soul ablaze
I got caught up in the magic like a moth around a flame
And since the blue martini and the belly dancer
I haven’t been the same.
https://youtu.be/1zqaEuLeLaY?si=mkqFdjZi6wUZQiVr
“She looked into my very heart and set my soul ablaze “
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Splendid! I hope this tale's real. I hope you got to experience all that!