In every Woman, there lies a Rhythm,
Hear Her, with Open Ears.
Each note She plays, smells of Hope.
That will wipe away your Tears.
Every Woman is a Queen of Passion,
pull Her closer to U at Dawn.
She's a Royal and smells of Hope.
See that U Romance Her on the Lawn.
At Night, She will stir your Soul.
With a Tongue that Stings...