Strut Kissing Strut
Ever hear Miss You by The Rolling Stones? No. Wow. I hate to say it. But you just might suck. Oh you have heard of it. Well. So has everyone else. Not me though. Like I said. I suck. Sometimes. But not really. Because that’s my song. You know. Like how drunk girls say it. I just think it has more meaning that way. (You can nod your head in agreement now) Well Fujiya & Miyagi remind you of that song by those Rolling Stones and all it’s strutting goodness. Except they got this contemporary, more slow-pace, slick vibe juju happening. Like the vibrations you get in your Collarbone when you get struck by the strange funk.
So just walk this way. On the sidewalk where every step you take illuminates the stones in neon pink, blue, red, orange and yellow. Shoot the collar of your maroon velvet blazer. Don’t worry. You’re slick remember. Now. Put your neon purple hood over your head and slip that cigarette between your lips. Yeah. Just like that. Walk with some swagger. Don’t be afraid. Your nylon red kicks have enough for both of you. Alright. Pull out your zippo. You know the one. Acrylic white with onyx checkers and the words “Just Pop” carved within the squares. Flick the roulette like you know what it likes. Can’t see all the colours swirling out it? Make sure to grin at all the cute ladies. Be sure to not look at all the hot ones. Move with a little bit of kink in your legs. Bob your head. Side to side. Sway it. The sky is pink you know. The clouds write “Just Cool” in yellow. Yeah. You see. You got the strut. It’s not hard when you sink into the Collarbone of Fujiya & Miyagi.