Oh Florence you enchant me so. Like a wonderland in kooky BPM’s you spin me out and over and in…..in love with you. You make loving Ms Bush a essential, Bjork a normality. You make my day. And when Maya got hold of you, well that was me smitten. Again. (And your not even my bleeding type, but then those gloves of yours are kinda…..)
I’ll save you for a private afterparty. I’ll save you for us. I’ll say your name. And then someone will tell me to get a grip. Maybe I’ll take their advice. Or maybe I’ll just press play again. And again. And again. Oh Flo. You diamond you.