The dying throes of the sun glinted off his sunglasses
Buttoning his jacket he stepped out of the car
In midnight blue tux that enhanced the colour of his eyes
He was without doubt the best dressed man by far.
He strode out onto the red carpet, Dean close by his side
The flash of cameras lighting his dark red hair
He stood tall, slim and elegant, a sexy smile upon his face
The fans with a collective sigh could only stop and stare.
Stopping at intervals to answer interviewers questions
Always charming with that kilowatt smile
He moved with grace, flair and an effortless ease
Standing out with his exquisite style.
At last standing next to Olivia in her princess gown
He delivered his lines with confidence and panache
His duties done, he quietly left the awards
To attend the grand after party bash
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I watched all this happen from my living room chair
I watched with my heart full of pride
Never had he looked more stunning and hot
And my grin was a mile wide.
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