I practised in the mirror, dyed my hair black desert
blonde. Got dead-drunk porcupine mascara. Learned your
habits, sing your songs by heart. The gestures,a ll the
subtleties... You're not alone my far-off prince though
only I know really what you go through. When Lenny meets
Lorca, they'll walk on the water. I know they want a
piece of you but I just want to share. I'll throw open
all my doors for you, wear orchids in my hair. I've
traced your number now and though the message says "Not
there!" Hear me, my frustrated prince, as I declare "Come
and meet your twin!" When Lenny meets Lorca, they'll walk
on the water.
