ELECTRIC SERENADE
Dotted Swiss dresses and a sharp lapel
But this rhythm’s got a digital spell
Swing-step clicking on the studio floor
While the synth-bass rattles the dressing room door.
He thinks I’m singing by the radio light
But I’ve got a laser in my sights tonight
Pushing the dial past ninety-nine
Synchronized hearts on a power line!
One! Polka-dot rhythm.
Two! Neon ambition.
Three! A technicolor transition!
This is the Electric Serenade
A sparking light before the circuits fade
Classic glamour with a high-speed glow
Three-part harmony, let the current flow!
Voltage high and the rhythm is raw
The sweetest surge you ever saw.
Lipstick red like a warning sign
Breaking the code, crossing the line
Kick-ball-change in a glitchy frame
You’ll never hear a love song quite the same!
Fading out in the midnight air
Stay tuned…
End of transmission…
Sweet dreams.