That Girl
That girl with the beautiful eyes,
She knows she can get all the guys.
That girl with the long dark silky hair,
When she’s around, everyone has to stare.
That girl with the designer clothes,
She always fly, from hair down to toes.
That girl with her sensuous walk
He fell for her, she didn’t even talk
That girl with the creamy skin
Don’t compete her, she always win
That girl who is high class
All the boys want to hit that...
That girl, chocolate, with a vanilla swirl
Nobody can touch that girl
That girl with the knockout smile
Seeing her makes it all worthwhile
That girl, she turns every head
It’s known how she looks, it’s not even said
That girl who is Prom Queen,
Much rather prefer being unseen.
Copyright © India Howell | Year Posted 2006
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