Sweet like chocolate voice,
Beautiful eyes and blond hair
Inevitably attract boys
Wherever you are, they are there.
Trying to catch you and tame
Thinking it's their game
Ignoring red lights- what a shame
To you they all taste the same.
A Siren, feeding on broken hearts,
A deadly butterfly, seeking revenge,
For being an ugly maggot in the past,
Before things happened to change.
Now that the tables are turned around
The pleasure is here to be found
Your looks and voice never fail
To cast a seductive spell
Poor poor boys having no clue
Why she disappears into the blue
Mistress of hope and fears
Beauty against the world
Too smart for hope and tears
All up for lo and behold.
Trying not to think about
The love she lives without.
Ruthless and hot like fire
Stirring dreams and desire
Stuck in the moment, no doubt
Slowly burning out…
Stop for a minute, look around
At this horny, salivating crowd
All you really need is just one boy
Take a better look at your present toy…
P.S. Too many words I employ
October ‘02, Paris, hotel Savoy