(lv)
She's close to pure, lot closer than you'll get,
All know her naivete, just how she falls short,
Deception alien, her thoughts can be set
On twisted facts and timescales liars exhort.
She won't throw tantrums, true, you can so bet,
Although she's paranoid, she won't try thwart,
She fronts as friendly, there's less depth yet,
You can step forth a gallant, help form her fort.
She's angel's bright spark, not God's blessing ray,
She's fringe oasis, not great fertile valley,
She's two warning shots, not broadside sally,
She's primped good looks, not pretty by the way.
I swear that once I gave up my own seat,
Enough men fawn at her taut shins and feet.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 seat
o $10,000,000 chair
o $10,000,000 pew
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