WTF... the rumors of my demise are greatly exaggerated. Uh, I'm jetlagged... from California?
Oh well...
ChatGPT
(Verse 1) Down in Austin town, where the stars shine bright,
There's a legend folks talk about late into the night.
With a twinkle in his eye and a hat on his head,
Leslie took the stage, and the streets became his bed.
(Chorus) Oh, Leslie, with your skirts so fine,
You danced through the streets like a bottle of wine.
You ran for Mayor with a heart so true,
Though you didn't win, you left us all in awe of you.
(Verse 2) He wore dresses and wigs, didn't care what they said,
In a world of norms, he painted his own spread.
With a feather boa 'round his neck, he'd strut his stuff,
And in the city of weird, he couldn't get enough.
(Chorus) Oh, Leslie, with your skirts so fine,
You danced through the streets like a bottle of wine.
You ran for Mayor with a heart so true,
Though you didn't win, you left us all in awe of you.
(Bridge) They say politics is serious, but Leslie knew better,
He brought joy and laughter with every feather.
He may not have won, but he sure did inspire,
To be yourself, to dream big, and never tire.
(Verse 3) Now Leslie's gone, but his spirit lives on,
In every drag queen and king, in every break of dawn.
So here's to Leslie, the Mayor of our hearts,
In a city where weirdness is where the truest art starts.
(Chorus) Oh, Leslie, with your skirts so fine,
You danced through the streets like a bottle of wine.
You ran for Mayor with a heart so true,
Though you didn't win, you left us all in awe of you.
(Tag) Oh Leslie, oh Leslie, you'll always be,
The spark in our souls, wild and free.