Diana waits at backstage doors for those who have prestige, fortune and fame, a life that's so carefree — and this time that person is eventually me. She waits as I get on the backstage after I finished playing my concert in LA.

She likes the boys in the band, she knows when they come to town… Every musician's fan after the, curtain comes down — they say.

I can see her hips swaying as she’s approaching me. Diana says, “That's ok, hey baby do what you want… I'll be your night lovin' thing, I'll be the freak you can taunt…” She stops for a moment and chuckles, seductively fixing my jacket, “And I don't care what you say, I want to go too far… I'll be your everything if you make me a star.”

Okay… I’m tempted as hell, she has a great body and temptation wrote on her face… But fuck. I already have a perfect girl, you, so I say, “Diana… No…”

She sighs dramatically, “I have to go home cause I'm real tired you see…” She looked at me with those innocent, yet full of seduction, eyes. “But I hate sleppin' alone, why don't you come with me?”

I say, “My baby's at home, she's probably worried tonight. I didn't call on the phone to say that I'm alright.”

Diana clenched my jacket and whispered, “I'm all yours tonight…”

At that I ran to the phone, dialing your number, sayin' “Baby I'm alright. I finished my concert… But unlock the door because I forgot the key.”

Before you could answer, Diana grabbed the phone from my hand and said to you. “He's not coming back because he's sleeping with me.”