Never was there a romantic age.

Oh yea

Taking clothes off is easy

My mirror was never shocked

But what of thee

My well rounded city of dreams

And grover will be there too

In dream city showing you everything

It will be beautiful

As your bra falls to the ground

From the powerful art of seduction

And into the magic room

Your mind sees the groom

A gorgeous dress appears

Then it departs

And in fly winged hearts

The sounds of love

Like violins

Close in

Closer..