Sasha was a fashionist
The special one on every list
The best I've ever seen so far
Opium of Myanmar

It was love of perfect kind

People, they collect some stuff
But Sasha, he can't get enough
Somewhere in Pays De La Loire
The story goes a lil' noir

8 A.M. to be precise
Was a time to roll a dice
All that remains spoke for itself
Fashion victim ate himself

It was love of pervert kind