Geraldine Song
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She’s light on her feet
She’s careless but neat
Her dress shows impeccable taste
It could be a sin
She thinks her legs are too thin
But she’s got an immaculate waist
Her eyes it is true
Are brown and not blue
But she’s all that a man could desire
Just kiss her and soon
The massed bands of the moon
Sound in league with some heavenly choir
She’s quick and refined
With a feminine mind
As sharp as the edge of a sword
That kind of a queen
That only a clean-
Living guy or a fool could afford
It’s not just her pride
Or her tender inside
That drives a man wild with desire
It’s that nonchalant smile
The soft kiss and the guile
And the way she looks cool under fire
Her love runs deep
Her crazy mind’s her own
But I wonder does she feel she’s on her own?
For I’d be glad
To take her hand
And show her
How beautiful she is
To show by touch
That she means so much
That she’s not alone
And if she’d want me to
I’d do
Much more than this
But she’s watchful and sly
With a wandering eye
Weighing the odds on romance
She’s hedging her bets
On each man that she gets
In the hope that he’s rich and can dance
She plans and she schemes
But she’s true to her dreams
Oh, how could I ever explain
She’s good and she’s bad
And she’s just enough mad
To pass for being wonderfully sane
Words and Music © 1973 Garvin Crawford
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