See me, for me, and not for what you think I should be
I have long, curly hair, brown and golden highlights
Long lean legs and my mama's thighs
Bountiful, of beauty rolled into a Twix bar, caramel mix
All of me and what you see is what you get
Not a tad more, till I check out your receipts
I am not the girl next door, looking, begging for sugar
Bringing my own table, so please don't get it twisted
I check my attitude before my feet hit the floor and wait
for a gentleman to open my door
Not your usual Betty-Jane, or Around-the-way chick
I pack and leave and take my own trips
No time for drama  and dead-end conversations rally up some
smooth intellectual vibrations
I get it, you like me and that's okay
I like you too, but let's get one thing straight
My life is precious, just as yours  might be and I have no time
for insecurities
We can talk, and go out, let's see how this goes and take things
slow, wait it out
After all, we're just finding out what life's all about
My love goes deep, not sure if yours do, and I have to be sure
that games stay in the child's room
I'm not trying to be harsh, brutal and unfair, I care about people
and their welfare
See me for who I am and not for who you think I should be