Street smart meets the high class
A peasant just to by pass
He paces by her side and,
Sees her golden eyelash
Are hearts pawns in this chess?
Make a move just to impress?
If diamonds aren't her interest what on earth buys this princess?
Sweet heart on the high cloud
Gold lipstick on her shy mouth
He paces by her side and,
Explores like a boy scoutÂ
Now feeling very pleasant..
He hands her the best present
A crumb from the Big heart of this humble little peasant