I signed up for her class to please an inattentive lover,
I kicked him to the curb three classes in.
Two years and four men later, I'm the queen of non-commitment
But I still go to class on Wednesday nights from eight to ten.
Thursday through Tuesday I'll buy those magazines
With the half-translucent models and the articles on pleasing men,
I curse myself at every meal do penance and do buns of steel
And on Wednesday nights I find myself again.
Watch her whirl, watch her sway
Sometimes we go to see her gig down at the Marrakesh caf