Album: Chasing My Tale
If she were a car she'd be a latte colored Chevrolet
If she were a drink she'd be a Diet Coke - no lemon, please
If she were a dress she'd be a Spencer - nothing flashy but OK
She's got semi-styled hair
She's got a semi-firm stare
No one startled - no one scared Scared
She's kind of tasty - kind of sweet
She doesn't really knock one off one's feet
She's sweet - no treat
If she were a band she'd play covers off top-20 charts
If she were a man he would be one to never steal my heart
If she were a tree she'd be all green - no flowers and no fruits
She's got semi-styled hair
She's got a semi-firm stare
No one startled - no one scared Scared She's kind of tasty - kind of sweet
She doesn't really knock one off one's feet
She's sweet - no treat No
She's kind of tasty - kind of sweet
She doesn't really knock one off one's feet
She's sweet - no treat
If she were a shoe she would be flat and either brown or black
If she were a bra she would always open on the back
There's nothing ventured - nothing gained
I wonder what is going on inside her brain inside her brain
She's got semi-styled hair
She's got a semi-firm stare
No one startled - no one scared Scared
She's kind of tasty - kind of sweet
She doesn't really knock one off one's feet
She's sweet
- no treat No
She's kind of tasty - kind of sweet
She doesn't really knock one off one's feet
She's sweet
- no treat