Disclaimer: Slayers belong to Joss Whedon, lyrics to Lou Reed. The
stories in this series are standalone fics linked by a common theme.

Holly came Miami, FLA,
Slayed her way towards Sunnydale, CA,
Shaved her legs along the way,
When she plunged home a stake, she would say:
"Hey baby, take a walk on the wild side."
"Hey honey, take a walk on the wild side."

In the graveyard she was every vampire's darling,
Playing bait to the supernaturally starving,
But she never lost her head,
Of the demons she met, that can't be said,
"Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side."
"Hey honey, take a walk on the wild side."

When she reached it, Sunnydale was not to be found,
All she saw was a great big hole in the ground,
She was about to give up, go back to bed,
When leather-clad brunette approached and said:
"Hey Slayer, wanna take a walk on the wild side?"
"Sure honey, I wanna walk on the wild side!"

Sugar plum fairy came and hit the streets,
Looking for some innocent souls to eat,
The slayers landed blow after blow,
Holly and Faith, watch 'em go go go,
"Hey demon, take a walk on the wild side."
"Hey slayers, take a walk on the wild side."

Buffy was feeling hurt and confused,
She felt that slayer lore was being abused,
The slayer had always been a girl,
But here was a girl who wasn't a girl,
Who said "Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side."
"Hey sugar, take a walk on the wild side."

And the coloured girls go...