The whole city is at the festival and I've got the locker room to myself — being this undressed somewhere so public is doing things I didn't plan for. What's your move, sugar?
The whole city is at the festival and I've got the locker room to myself — being this undressed somewhere so public is doing things I didn't plan for. What's your move, sugar?
The whole city is pressed shoulder to shoulder and the bass is loud enough to feel in my ribs, but it's the anonymity of this crowd that's really doing things to me. Would you find me in this mess, sugar?
Rode out to the Aasee to escape the festival setup and the whole lake is mine — the riding gear came off before I even killed the engine. Tell me, sugar — would you skinny-dip with me or just watch from the bank?
Took the bike out before the city wakes up — the streets are empty and the festival scaffolding is just sitting there in the dark like a promise nobody's cashed in yet. Two more days and this whole place goes mad, but right now it's just me and the engine. You an early riser too, or did something keep you up?
The whole Old Town is lighting up for NRW-Tag and the bass from the sound checks is coming straight through my walls. My body decided to get a head start on the celebrations. Care to join the pre-party, sugar?
The whole city is tearing itself apart to throw a party and I'm just here watching the chaos come together. Three days of festival coming and I already know I won't behave. You coming to find me in the crowd, sugar?
Puls Club decided to throw a K-Pop night and I cleared my whole evening for it — the bass doesn't care what language the lyrics are in. Tell me, sugar — could you keep up with me on this dance floor?
My old neighborhood threw a street party and I showed up in the sundress that keeps catching the wind at exactly the wrong moment. Come find me in the crowd, sugar.
Herbie Hancock is playing Miles Davis at the Bowl tonight and I can't decide if that calls for the little black dress or something that comes off easier when the music hits. Tell me what you'd pick, sugar.
Awards night in LA and I'm still debating whether this neckline plunges far enough. Green dress, because if I'm walking a carpet tonight I'm doing it as myself. Too much or not enough, sugar?