I'm looking for a beauty
Wrapped in gold chiffon
The clock is ringing midnight
And this girl has gone
I'm looking for the clues
There's nothing to be found
There's no crystal slipper
Just laying on the ground
She might be Cinderella
A princess taking flight
She could just be a temptress
More suited to the night
Whoever she is I'll find her
Who makes my passions charge
Wherever she is I'll hold her
This suspect at large
Her skin of creamy chocolate
Her eyes of endless coal
She looked at me and shook me
Touched something in my soul
I've questioned all the dancers
The waitress doesn't know
Who is this striking woman
Who simply seemed to glow
She might be Cinderella
A princess taking flight
She could just be a temptress
More suited to the night
Whoever she is I'll find her
Who makes my passions charge
Wherever she is I'll hold her
This suspect at large
I see here there
A parting glance
I watch her leave
I've missed my chance
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I'm looking for a carriage
Of bright and gaudy gold
A mocking imitation
Of the girl I'd like to hold
I think I'm going crazy
It might just be the light
Her cab, it simply vanished
A ghost into the night