And when he smiled he lit the night
With grace and confidence.
His teeth were clean and straight and
white just like a picket fence.
I couldn't look directly at them-
They were that intense.
What was a woman,
What was a woman to do?
I never realized how long
My heart had been ignored.
He sang my name and it rang out just
Like some major chord.
If music be the food of love,
He ate my Smorgasbord.
What was a woman to do?
"Two drifters off to see the world. There's such a lot of world to see. . ."
Updated On: 6/6/05 at 02:42 PM