From the recording Gussy Up The Girl

Aurora got to complaining that I never wrote her a song. Shame on me until this poppy little diddy came along!


Gussy Up
Pamme Swan
I was a feather selling wench
With bad ole English
In a castle by Chicago
I made Aurora
Now she's all grown up
All smart and fun and pretty 
Gussy up the girl Aurora's going to the city
Gussy up the girl 
In a gown of shooting stars 
Gussy up the girl 
to travel wind and far
Gussy up the girl
Wrap her in white light
Gussy up the girl 
For her beautiful flight
She's a pop of color
On any given day
The kind of sunshine
We call a ray
Now she's all grown up
Equipped to enchant
She can wrap herself around you 
Like a sweet exotic plant
A Cleopatra
With those big brown eyes
A perfect contender 
For Saturday Night live
Now she's all grown up
And she's on her way
My lovely Aurora 
Life's a beautiful day