It's in the middle of her thigh.
It shines like the sun on a dark cold day.
Her alligator tooth is sharp as a knife.
It cuts deep into your mind.
No one works the night like you.
You dip and clip
You follow through.
When the sun crawls out of bed
You are ready to sleep.
Nothing goes down like your tongue
When it stops to curl it out!
Now the lights are off
Just like you.
No one works the night like Polly does.
She walks on air.
She cuts herself on a roll.
The long way home is a shortcut as she walks past the graveyard.
Every street knows her footsteps.
Ghosts and angels protect her on her beat.
