Fascinating lady Snowflake in the sun You made me feel so bourgeois Oh you've captured everyone I hear you've been a dancer At some famous Paris show And million dollar lovers Neatly saw you to your door Nineteen-fifty-seven, sweetheart of the year Secret of your beauty Was your mountain and your fear And now you run this city You're still honey to the flies Attract the incrowd dandies Faraway look in their eyes You're the bright nocturnal vanilla queen Your mask is sterile dignity Tell my why nocturnal vanilla queen You haunt me even in my dream It couldn't be avoided We were bound to meet I knew you would drag me down And toss me off my feet Sweet moments of desire Sweet moments of relief You blew down my fences You're nocturnal make-believe