Apr 24, 2005 13:39
She doesn’t own a dress, her hair is always a mess
If you catch her stealin, she won’t confess
She’s beautiful
She smokes a pack a day, oh wait, that’s me but anyway
She doesn’t care a thing about that, hey,
She thinks I’m beautiful
She never compromises, loves babies and surprises
Wears hi-heels when she exercises
Ain’t that beautiful
Well here she is again on the phone
Just like me hates to be alone
We just like to sit at home, and rip on the president
She only drinks coffee at midnight, when the moment is not
Right, her timing is quite-unusual
You see her confidence is tragic, but her intuition magic
And the shape of her body - unusual