Honey, what would you do if you had never met a woman like me?
Would you like it if your son brought home a woman like you?
~I’d probably be amazed of a woman like you.
A woman so new
One who looks like you
So fresh as dew
I want her to look at you
Etched or not
I’ll never judge her temperament**
Bring her to me, phlegmatic or sanguine
Broad and proud
Or rather slim and beams
Don’t shut your eyes
I want you to see her
As a museum full of art
YOU’LL ONLY KNOW SHE’S A GOOD WOMAN IF SHE’S A WOMAN LIKE YOU!
If she strives to drive
Whether applying it or not
If she never feels melancholy
She’s a woman like you
I hope she’ll try a more subtle approach
She must not die in the abysmal ocean
Don’t be a stonewall
Let her be real
Not Hennessy in a teacup
But be sure to whisper in her hear
That she’s a woman like you.