Wiggle It in Ottawa

In the city lights, Nancy's on the scene,

Wiggle it, wiggle it, chasing that dream.

Nancy in Ottawa, she's got her game,

Meat sticks wiggling, wild and untamed.

Screaming out loud, "Look at me!"

In the air, her wild energy.

Her boyfriend's red, eyes wide with fear,

Police outside, but she’s shifting gear.

Holding up high, she's in her zone,

Living her truth, unafraid to own.

Wiggle, wiggle, in the neon glow,

Meat sticks swinging, putting on a show.

Joy and chaos, blending in the night,

Nancy's world, out of sight.

Juices flowing, gooey delight,

Old loves fade, new thrills ignite.

In the driver's seat, with that grind,

Nancy's wild, unconfined.

So here’s to the night, no holds barred,

Laughing, living, chasing stars.

Nancy's story, wild and free,

In Ottawa, her legacy.