My Silly Introspection
Somebody wrote and once told me
Oh gal, you are really up yourself
That really hurt my feelings,
Then I though, oh what the hell!
I’m really not the one to sit in a chair
And nobody know that I’m there
I dress up swank and life I thank
For the years that are still there
I’ll sing for free and I’ll dance with thee
Not a Wall flower will I be
I‘ll show the kids at twenty
That there‘s still life in me a plenty
And when I walk into a room
I’ll wear my most haunting perfume
And you will know that I am there
And with friends all life I’ll share
Now the guys may not stop and stare
Still there are some do I declare
Yes I am really up myself]
But I sure ain’t on the shelf!
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