Your Poison Princess
In a bad mood with your skin so fair
Your man must dance like Fred Astaire
Spending money like he doesn’t care
It’s not right or wrong or being fair,
He should be spellbound by your golden hair
Drive an elegant car with European flair
When you insult him he still cares
Remember you can be his worst nightmare,
Your hair is just a little gray
If you cover it up he should stay
Keep those younger girls away
I can always manipulate with what I say,
You dream of that nice big house
He must afford it to be your spouse
Come on are you a man or a mouse?
I’m feeling this fire you better douse,
Be a man don’t let my harsh words sting
It was just a momentary thing
As long as you make money you’re my king
Please forgive me for that fling,
Everything will be fine as long as you come through
Get down and lick my golden shoe
Don’t sulk you’re one of the lucky few
I’m in my negligee do you enjoy the view?
Life with your poison princess
Come here I need your gentleness
Yes I’m selfish did you think I’d confess?
Isn’t it better than you suffering loneliness?