Cara Frame

You with your curvaceous curves
And Bleach, Blond hair
Sitting there with all your goodies on display
You may have all the jocks
And tanned surfers at your feet
With all their eyes stuck on you

But then all ears hear me coming
With my soft steps
One by one they turn to see my approach
Mystified by my mysteries
Fascinated by my fantasies
Wondering what secrets my mind holds

You act as if you´re shocked
Wondering what I have on display
But you see it´s in the secrets I have
The intelligence behind my eyes
For you know, I am a different kind of girl
And I´ve got power too