To the girl with the legs and the thighs
That distracts the minds of young men. Not knowing what older women know
That these men are not concerned
Nor concentrated with her opinions
Caring about nothing on her mind
Only what's between her thighs
Her snatch snatches their minds.
So they try to play her emotions
Toying with the way she feels
Fooling her deceiving her heart
Leaving her inebriated in thought
Thinking that she has what she wants
Not knowing that the game has started
A game of male and female, Confused?
She's distracted forgetting her teaching
Yes her mother tried to teach her well
She didn't learn about the deception
So enchanted by counterfeit love
She agrees to spread her legs
Believing she's making love
Tho, after her passion
He leaves her cold
No longer giving
Her what she wants
He's gotten what he wants
Pain penetrates her like nails.
She feels weak and fragile now
What can I say to this girl now?