The Triangle Tango
by Bren Ren
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A Parody set to the tune "Masochism Tango" by Tom Leher
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I ache for the taste of your nape, dear
But much more for the whip of your cape, dear
Wearing tights, taking flights
Winning all your fights
As we dance to the Triangle Tango!
Tell your love your true name, not your alter-ego
Say its me you want all your secrets to know
Don't try to hide
In your glasses disguise
As we dance to the Triangle Tango
At our phone booth
In shadows there you stand
I blindly take your hand…
In your arms I must be
My heart skips beats
As our lips finally meet
I know who you must be
While your kissing me!
Your pecs are hard as stone or mahogany
That's why the badguys are in ah-gony
Your eyes can light fire
Be it flames or desire
Which is why I forgive such a liar
You caught my fall
Off the roof of the Daily Planet
You saved me being splatted
All over the ground
When I'm dangling o'er
The jaws of death again, love
I see you flying high above
In a single bound!
Your eyes also see right thru walls
Which is why you're sportin' a pair of blue-balls
You peeked through my shirt
And then through my skirt
As we dance to the Triangle Tango!
Bash out some brains
Make villains scream with pain
Then sock them once again
Right through the stratosphere
I know your shield
The powers that you wield
So, darling, when I kneel
Your feelings are quite clear!
Is that Kryptonite in your shiny briefs or are you just happy to see me?
Take those glasses off and show me your face
It's you that I could never replace
Take me out to fly
You'll never let me die…..
As we dance to the Triangle Tango!