Devil Child

She is a devil’s child born to be loose and wild Mom will never meet her She would not know how to treat her She is kinky to the max I’m not exaggerating, these are the facts Dad might see us on the street His heart would skip a beat She conforms to no one Playing a song on a boy drum living her life like a man Getting by any way she can She throws society’s rules into a ditch Singing her life lessons without a hitch She goes her own direction With a chameleon’s complexion I must admit it is a bit complicated But my super freak is never overrated She is not the girl next door When I am with her, my heart will soar. She keeps things lively and quick. Trying to catch up is my most desirous trick. She is a devil’s child Born to be loose and wild