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The black and white ball is on
The twist this year is
You my dear, have to wear men’s cloths
A black suit
 

You may be the prettiest girl that ever walked the earth
But there is no way you will be a sexy man
You pour your self into those jeans
Throw on a loose T-shirt
Causing men to drool
Making girls wish they were you
But you in a suit, well we will see
 

I don’t want to see you in the suit
Until the night of the ball
I will however
Make an appointment at the Taylors
No I won’t
I’ll take your measurements and get you a suit myself
It will be my present to you, for the ball
 

Damn on paper her measurements even look sexy
To the material shop
Ohh wow,
Black pinstripe silk 
Finding a walking stick is tricky
 

Drop into shoe shop she shops at all the time 
She is known by name so am I
Hello gorgeous how are you
I want to by my Lady a surprise
And I need your help
Great, thank you very much,
 

The first thing I know you don’t have here but I need
Are black fish net stocking
Would you mind getting a pair form to fit her pretty please
Awesome now I would like
Shiny Black Stiletto’s with 4” heals
To match this material in her size 
Thank-you so much 
Come here so I can give you a cuddle
 

To the beauty shop
Book you in for a
Full body massage
A Facial
Hair wash, perm
And make up
 

Off to the Taylor
His instructions
Here are the measurements of my beautiful lady
I want you to make her a suit coat with tails
Out of this silk
And a tie as well please
 

He says no
He will not make anything from paper
He wants to see her 
I agree with term 
She is no to know what is being created for her
He agrees, she’s booked in
 

She has been to the taylor 
She has been fitted
And she doesn't know why
 

The morning of the ball
Everything is ready
We just have to make it happen

My Sweet I have made you 
Raisin Toast 
Squeezed orange juice 
And Tea for a change
 

Put on your favorite jeans and T
You have a big day
 

Opening the car door for you
After stopping at the beauty shop
Where I must leave you for a while
 

Your Shoes look awesome
Love the Stocking she got you
The Formal Tails and Body Suit is wicked
 

Entering the Ballroom 
Standing at the top of the staircase
The music stops
The men gaze in awe
The girls stare in envy
 

You my dear are
The Princess of the Ball
Let’s party
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