Words & Music by Jack Rush
Produced by Neihardt (Davide Joerg)

Lyrics

She's a world of enigma, a mask of intrigue
A riddle untold, as the story unfolds
Surrealist dream, in sepia beams
A lady of culture, but she's not what she seems

She's Rrose Sélavy, artiste in disguise
A midnight muse, with mysterious eyes
She's a model at ease, and she'll do as you please
She'll promise you peaches, and she'll sneeze in the cream

A rose in the hand, her gaze is so bland
A Dada resolved, a puzzle unsolved
In a realm of illusion, she's all in collusion
A one woman force, a useful resource

When she poses for Man, she shows off her tan
Her hair is a mess, but she plays some mean chess.
As she plans her next move, she's starting groove
Her gambit is queeny, 'cause she's got nothing to prove.