Verse 1. She's a ballerina. Discipline so superb. Blessed with swan leg grace. Curse with Houston curves. The teachers hate her features. Beat her down with words. Saying there's somewhere else
I love lookin' at you. In the way God intended us. I'm talkin' 'bout nothin' on but a smile. And a little bit of sweat from when we made love And you got me singin' oooooh. Oh your body makes me g