By B.K.
Date: 30 October 2000
One Dangerous Woman
When she walked into a room
The place went silent
You could hear a pin drop
Oops, did her face turn red
Could she help it if this red dress
Walked this way
Or that these long legs connected
To this well formed ass
That this long blonde hair and these
Deep blue eyes flashed sensuality
That had always gotten her into trouble
She always used to look behind her
To see what they were looking at
Silly girl, took her years before she
Ever figured out how dangerous
She could have been ‘if’
She always wondered why
Men always whispered, ‘Honey I’m
Going to be famous stay with me’
Funny thing is she would see them
On TV or in movies and they were
One famous pop star, women swoon over now
She would not accept his calls after their
First date, just not her type
One famous writer made dinner for her
And then when she left, screamed after her
‘You had best never come back again
Unless you’re only wearing a bow’
Next day begging forgiveness, another chance
She would have thought she were in a play or
Movie with that kind of script going on
The problem with her was that
She did not want fame or fortune
Or to trade her look for anything
That she did not choose herself
She wanted someone that could keep
Up with her, keep her on her toes
Make her mind want more
And baby, when she got more
They got everything they wanted
And then some
Because (You had better watch out)
She is one dangerous woman
Now, she knows it.
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