My long red dress slid through the floor as I walked
Step by step I wen down the stairs, whispers so loud I heard them talk
My hair was held back by my black mask
I got crowded with questions I was being asked
I slid through for some red wine
A white masked guy held his hand out to mine
My hands on his shoulders and his on my hips
Locked eye to eye and lips to lips
Our masks made us mysterious
In the inside we were delirious
I sit in the beer garden
Not because I wanted a drink
Or because it was a nice day
But because I wanted to see her
I didn’t know her name
I just knew her as the cute red head
The girl with the open smiling face
And the full bountiful lips
Jade green eyes, and of course the red hair
I’m really rather sad
To come to the same ghastly pub,
To drink luke warm beer each day
Just for a glimpse of an angel