Aurora B. - Krisma

Go to dusky dinver I always

Go to some shady night settee

Meet a friend he loves me eveningly

So forlorn when he goes away…

Dimness where we sit together

Ultraviolet music

Filling us nocturnal creatures

Flickering warmth inside me…

Glossy plastic-cushioned walls

He loves the way I’m called Aurora B

No he won’t let me leave early

The night is young and so are we…

My lips so hot I do get thirsty

I’d like to drink some cold red wine

I feel his fingers on my bare back

Yes my name’s Aurora B

I know they call him Jimmy Afterglow

Sending scintillas down my spine…

Scintillas, Oh, Oh

Scintillas, Oh, Oh

Scintillas, Oh, Oh…