A Cypriot Night

 As the temperature rises

There are plenty of surprises

A crescendo of noise

As the girls kiss the boys

Germans and Greeks

Screams and shrieks

Girls dressed in black

With nothing on their back

A sun-tanned arm

And Mediterranean charm

The girls are so chic

Whilst dancing cheek-to-cheek

Drinking a bottle of Keo

Whilst Sophia dances with Theo

Sipping a brandy sour

As you pass another hour

Dancing on the table

As well as you are able

To the rhythm of the beat

As you start to stamp your feet

On a Cypriot Night

You dance till its light

You leave the nightclub yawning

And sleep right through the morning