I'm not always naughty
I'm not always nice
But I am the kind of woman
That you'd think about twice
You can dress me in lace Boy
In leather or stiletto heals
I'll be sweet and coy
If you got some nerves of steel
If you want to know the real me
You can find me in boot cut jeans
You can listen to my singing, if we share a dream
Check my license Baby; I'm the girl from Queens
If you wondered or had serious doubts
I'm the kind of woman, that your Momma always warned about
So if you like a challenge
Play that Ace and play it now
I don't come with baggage
But I'll surely seek a vow
Saddle up that white stallion
Leave with sunrise in the East
Bring along all those medallions
You can even bring along the priest
Yes I'm the kind of woman that your always Momma warned about
Since your tender childhood, even as a brave boy scout
YOU ARE READING
Dandelions In The Wind
PoetryThere are a lot of reasons why people write. For me it has always been like an addiction, a reporting on the world and therapy. People are my greatest inspiration and God created so many variants and flavours that we would always have something to...
