Great Lakes Myth Society - Debutante lyrics

Hey girls, Though the winter is lost To fools who cherish On these decadent nights Of Spring I want to walk. Run wild, Move your frames in the dark The moon desire's clock. Hey girls, Sexy, drunk in the street, Your racy laughter Rings so dulcet and fine On April's warmest night. Run wild, Move your frames in the street. The moon on Forest Street