[Verse 1]
She came out west from Medford town,
Dreams in curls and velvet gowns.
Elizabeth Short, just twenty-two,
With movie stars in her eyes so blue.
L.A. streets, they swallowed her name,
A ghost in lights chasing silent fame.
She wrote her folks she'd make it big,
But fate had other plans to dig.
[Chorus]
Black Dahlia, in the city of sin,
Where the boulevard whispers and the dark begins.
Cut down cruel, with a joker's smile,
They found her cold in a vacant mile.
Ooh, the Black Dahlia’s last smile…
[Verse 2]
January 15th, '47's dawn,
On Norton Avenue, a child looked on.
"Thought it was a mannequin," she said with a chill,
But what she saw makes the strong turn ill.
Body split clean, no blood at the scene,
Laid in a pose, disturbingly serene.
Glasgow grin cut from ear to ear,
A killer’s art, precise and clear.
[Bridge]
"The most grotesque crime in L.A.," the Times would cry,
As reporters swarmed like flies to a lie.
Some called her a call girl, a Hollywood flame,
But her truth got buried beneath the shame.
"The Black Dahlia," the press proclaimed,
A nickname born of noir and fame.
But her voice was lost in the spinning reel,
While men made myths she’d never feel.
[Chorus]
Black Dahlia, framed in flashbulb lies,
A girl made ghost ‘neath L.A. skies.
Cut down cruel, with a joker's smile,
The city feasted on her style.
Ooh, the Black Dahlia’s last mile…
[Verse 3]
Suspects came by the dozens, none stayed,
Dr. George Hodel slipped through the shade.
With a darkroom sealed and whispers deep,
Even his son said, “He killed her, I believe.”
Letters signed in cut-up scrawl,
"Here is Dahlia's belongings," sent to the law.
Purse and photos, smeared in grime,
As if her killer toyed with time.
[Outro]
So raise a glass to the dream she chased,
And curse the world that left her erased.
Not just a body in tabloids vile,
But a woman lost in a cruelest style.
[Final Chorus]
Black Dahlia, the silent star,
They found you broken but shining far.
Cut down cruel, with a joker's smile,
You haunt the hills, you walk the mile.
Ooh, the Black Dahlia’s last smile…
Still lingers in L.A.'s file....
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