Koga
Red Demon
I can move mountains
I can work a miracle, work a miracle
Ooh, oh, oh, I'll keep you like an oath
May nothing but death do us part
She wants to dance like Uma Thurman
Bury me 'til I confess
She wants to dance like Uma Thurman
And I can't get you out of my head
The planet of Tatooine was bustling with life. People moving in and out of shops, scurrying from one corner of town to the next. All that could be seen in the distance was sand and the blazing sun. The smell of fresh fish and various meats filled the market.
A red finger fell out of a dark robe and gently touched the door. It was a planet the Sith had long occupied. Many of the scum here favored them for trades and deals. The door cracks open, and the Lady steps inside. The sound of music filled the cantina as she made her way to a back booth. “Bourbon”, her angelic voice floated her order to the droid.
She was here not for business, but if business came about she wouldn’t be upset. Hey, Sith need a break too. Her yellow eyes jetted evenly across the room, scoping out any source of entertainment for the night. Putting the glass to her lips, her fingers caressed the glass. Sighing, she rolled her eyes and continued her walk towards the back booth. “pathetic” she thought to herself. “Not a decent being in here”.
I can work a miracle, work a miracle
Ooh, oh, oh, I'll keep you like an oath
May nothing but death do us part
She wants to dance like Uma Thurman
Bury me 'til I confess
She wants to dance like Uma Thurman
And I can't get you out of my head
The planet of Tatooine was bustling with life. People moving in and out of shops, scurrying from one corner of town to the next. All that could be seen in the distance was sand and the blazing sun. The smell of fresh fish and various meats filled the market.
A red finger fell out of a dark robe and gently touched the door. It was a planet the Sith had long occupied. Many of the scum here favored them for trades and deals. The door cracks open, and the Lady steps inside. The sound of music filled the cantina as she made her way to a back booth. “Bourbon”, her angelic voice floated her order to the droid.
She was here not for business, but if business came about she wouldn’t be upset. Hey, Sith need a break too. Her yellow eyes jetted evenly across the room, scoping out any source of entertainment for the night. Putting the glass to her lips, her fingers caressed the glass. Sighing, she rolled her eyes and continued her walk towards the back booth. “pathetic” she thought to herself. “Not a decent being in here”.