I'll show off everything.
My achievements, my goals, my jewelry.
See my husband? My children?
They're fabulous.
My house is a display, representing my internal world.
You're invited! Sit at my table and eat my food.
Take a look at my photo albums and see my past too.
My body?
I love it; I work hard to maintain it.
I eat well, dress well and exercise.
I show off.
Hey, why shouldn't I?
Are you offended? Try to look past my skin.
I know--You can sure see a lot of it.
I was asked on the subway for my bank information.
He said he was lost, on the way home and lost his wallet, " Just need a few bucks."
But hey, that's private. I'm not sharing.
He, and you, don't need to know exactly what's there.
My inside (of my bank account) is precious. It holds my treasures--some G-d given, some inherited, some hard earned.
Treasures stay hidden.
I'll keep my best diamonds for myself.
My achievements, my goals, my jewelry.
See my husband? My children?
They're fabulous.
My house is a display, representing my internal world.
You're invited! Sit at my table and eat my food.
Take a look at my photo albums and see my past too.
My body?
I love it; I work hard to maintain it.
I eat well, dress well and exercise.
I show off.
Hey, why shouldn't I?
Are you offended? Try to look past my skin.
I know--You can sure see a lot of it.
I was asked on the subway for my bank information.
He said he was lost, on the way home and lost his wallet, " Just need a few bucks."
But hey, that's private. I'm not sharing.
He, and you, don't need to know exactly what's there.
My inside (of my bank account) is precious. It holds my treasures--some G-d given, some inherited, some hard earned.
Treasures stay hidden.
I'll keep my best diamonds for myself.