While so many women are fixing their smile
And going to salons to get their hair dyed
I am being told that I have beautiful eyes
But as radiant as your smile could be
And as piercing as your eyes may be
My mind is what is beautiful to me
I don't need your praise
Or your subtle glance
Because while other girls are looking for a dance
I'll be sitting aside with a book in my hand.
As far as you know
I'm just plain Jane
But I know for a fact that I have a beautiful brain.