I need a different kind of love story...
I need a different kind of love story...
Okay, so here's the synopsis:
A girl meets a boy
And then questions her self worth
When he looks her up and down
And his eyes pause on her short skirt
The boy then says "dayumn"
With them eyes opened wide
As he hurriedly retorts
That those are a "nice pair of thighs"
And when this girl leaves
She'll look down at her skirt
And determinely ponder
How she's embarassed and hurt
At her home, in the mirror
She'll inttelligently decide
That no matter the circumstance
She is more than her thighs.
She is humor and laughter
At it's finest and worst
Shes punny and youthful
A star,
about to burst
And she'll cherish that skirt,
In all of it's glory,
For makig her question her self worth
And bringing her this story.