Blonds Eternal

(Intro) In celluloid dreams, where shadows play, Blondes reign supreme, in shades of gray. Hitchcock's ice queens, Monroe's burning fire, A tango of extremes, a dance to inspire. Grace Kelly glides, cool as mountain streams, While Marilyn sizzles in gentlemen's dreams. Two sides of a coin, flipped by fate's hand, One whispers softly, one's demands grand. Tippi Hedren flees from feathered foes, As Monroe's skirt in subway winds blows. Janet Leigh screams in monochrome shower, While Marilyn croons, the ultimate flower. Vertigo's Madeleine, a ghostly blonde vision, Monroe's Rose, a champagne bubble collision. Kim Novak falls from clock tower high, Marilyn ascends, a star in the sky. The Master of Suspense crafts icy perfection, Monroe radiates heat, demands affection. Cool calculation meets passionate plea, A spectrum of woman, from A to Z. In black and white, or Technicolor bright, These celluloid sirens ignite the night. Hitchcock's blondes, enigmas to solve, Around Monroe, galaxies revolve. They dance on the edge of reel and real, Icons of desire, both fantasy and steel. Fire and ice, in silver screen fusion, Art imitates life, or is it illusion? So raise your glass to the platinum parade, To divas divine and roles they played. In cinema's realm, they'll forever twirl, Each a facet of the eternal girl. (Outro)