Jing 

Here she comes with those high heels and eyes of brown
Here she comes with that yellow skin-tight dress that she’s found
Here she comes look away now before it is too late
Her white wing dove can capture but not emancipate 

Jing never looked better than she does tonight
Her perfumed smile hides her secrets of yesterday
You’ll never ever get a chance tonight
Here she comes she’s going to slip away

She likes Wechat, this and that, on her phone all night and day
Hear the bells ring, her name is Jing, do you think that she will stay
If you went up to her she won’t see you try if you can
Her innocent and faithful heart belongs to another man

Jing never looked better than she does tonight
Her perfumed smile hides her secrets of yesterday
You’ll never ever get a chance tonight
Here she comes she’s going to slip away

She’s the prismatic flare of starlight in a sepia photograph
If you lost her in the crowded room you can find her with her laugh
She waited for me at SHE with her potpourri sachet
You’ll be a star-crossed witness when she comes my way

Jing never looked better than she does tonight
Her perfumed smile hides her secrets of yesterday
You’ll never ever get a chance tonight
Here she comes she’s going to slip away