Body Surfer/Another Cha Cha Cha

 

Music: Bobby Shiflett | Words: Jennifer Skates

The wine glass in her hand is in danger of a spill
She talked all night to strangers, but they don’t know her still
She makes another drama and she acts just like a pill

The makeup in her mirror, she knows every high end brand
She checks it once and thinks she’ll have men eating from her hand
She never cares to listen so she’ll never understand

She walks the room triumphant, barely registers the chill
Then catches stares behind her, looks that say that they would kill
She leaves to call her mama and she takes another pill

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