I am not a model to carry a size zero with me,
my eyes are brown not hazel, green or blue
My hair is short and black not the blonde that I can flaunt it loose.
Too lazy to wear make up that I am,
And my tension is shown on my chewed up nails.
I am not the one whose beauty will catch the fancy of many men
But I have one beautiful curve that sets all men straight
I call this curve of mine a smile.
A funny curve it is, wierd things that it can do
I give him one and he gives one to me
And one smile makes two.
it wrinkles up my face
and, yet people say I look preety when I do so
A funny curve that it is.