You say you want a smart one;
A creative prodigy.
But all I see
Are the girls you see.

Personal trainers, cosmetologists,
Don't see the point of college.
Could care less about pursuit of knowledge,
So maybe I'll hide my knowledge.

Concealing the girl you want
Becoming the girl you've had

You'd like to find a good girl,
One who doesn't sin.
But your girls have inked-up skin,
And they're comfortable in that skin.

Victorias without a secret
Walk around half ****.
They have a free spirited attitude.
I can feign that attitude.

Concealing the girl you want,
I've become the girl you've had.