• There is a simple kind of elegance
    In well-performed decadence
    That never goes out of style
    And overthrows all common sense

    Drink and smoke and debauchery galore
    The smallest taste will open the door
    One step in and you're ours for sure
    All who come to see us leave wishing they had more

    Life and death, love and hate
    Are all to be left at the gate
    The outside world's no concern of ours
    A sickly-sweet addiction for which you mustn't be late
    The hushed whispers of flesh and lace
    The grinning mask of an enchanting face
    A husky voice and sensual sins
    A gold-gilded way to enter disgrace

    Beauty in corseted dedication
    Deliverance in silken threads of seduction
    Be glad of the decline of dull morality
    The strongest can resist all but temptation

    Aphrodite by light night, woman by dark day
    Beguiling all of man's troubles away
    We are the mistresses of the after hours
    Come, behold the cabaret!