Tuesday, September 8, 2009

A Woman in Heels

She's a double agent
Her loyalty stings
Brings new meaning to the term

'Black Widow'

And though the window you can see her
Making eyes at little guys
Who act surprised when she calls them up

They run two steps at a time
To find a soft blue dress
Resting on dark red sheets

And when they meet her
She greets them
By making her sheets
A little darker

She's not a menace
She's just a woman in heels

Pound the pavement, baby
Pound him right back
Track before you attack
And you might just get some bites in

You were right when you assumed he was a toughie
But rough won't be enough
When you stuff him full of love

And you call him up
With a flick or your wrist
Twist his neck off
Watch him fall on
On the side of the bed

Instead of being sure
That you've figured her out
Your clout's gonna get you
Before you forget

She's not a damsel, darlin'
She's just a woman in heels

Though she breaks what she takes
She can take it so nice
Twice a night
Every night
While she spices up the place

She can sing to the mic
To guy she likes at the bar
Going far with her curls
And the twirl that she does
Right before you come up

She's not a lady
She's not a bitch
She's something in between
And that's exactly where she fits

Between your nights
And your days
Right before you slip away
You hear her say

I'm not this tall in real life
I'm just a woman in heels

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