city girl

Chanel and Prada
Shame on me!
For not being the girl
you'd like me to be

Diamonds and Satin
How dare I!
Move away further
from your grass,and her sky

Hair and nails and skin
Oh well!
There goes my desperate attempt
at a sell

Tin roofs and dirt and cows
You don't say!
Sorry they can't stand to
My Chopin and Monet

Perfection I can't pour from a jar?
Oh my,it'd melt your heart!
Flowing locks,Face so clean
From the smile on your face,you know what I mean

My city nights, sparkling lights
No she couldn't have!
I say,yes,that's true,and neither could you
and fall back on my fabulous laugh.