It comes with a poem: Nightlife - My life, getting ready for a date. Shower for an hour, add some cologne and some powder. Trying our best to look first rate. Nightlife - High life, having a drink or two. Dancing - Joking, perhaps a little smoking. Whatever it takes to amuse you. After the bar is closed and the sun comes up. What happens to the Nightlife then? It ends of course because it's time to grow up and that's when the real fun begins. (JL)