On the left she stands
Ready to play the game she has grown to love
On the right she stand
Heart in hand wanting to give it to any man who'll love her
On the left she stands
Spitting a game thick it'll make any man sick
On the right she stands
With a heart so pure and touched
On the left she stands
Luring men in with each syllable
On the right she stands
Wishing she could enjoy the love of a man
On the left she stands
Making this man believe he can have her
On the right she stands
Just waiting on the real thing
On the left she stands
Protecting 'She' on the right
From ever getting hurt again
Like she was with the last Man
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