To be a woman, a woman...
Let my stiletto heels make me a girl
Without looking at me like an object
If the playing wind reveals my knees
It's never about drawing attention to me
Beneath the black of my long hair, behind the color of my eyes
There is just someone who wants to be a woman, a woman...
And under the design of my mouth, behind this skin that you touch
There is just someone who can be a woman, a woman...
Leave my desires for silk outside of you
My legs cross, my body move
My glamorous smiles, my perfume of the day
Have no intention of draw attention to me
Under the black of my long hair, behind the color of my eyes
There is just someone who wants to be a woman, a woman...
And under the design of my mouth, behind this skin that you touch
There is just someone who can be a woman, a woman...
Under the black of my long hair... Someone who wants...
To be a woman, a woman...
Under that skin that you touch...
Someone who can be a woman...!
Someone who can be a woman...!
Who can be a woman...!
Behind the charms just a woman...
Without any soul just a woman...
Keep it for yourself all his looks
Which say a lot when they slide over me...
Under the black of my long hair, behind the color of my eyes
There is just someone who wants to be a woman, a woman...
And under the design of my mouth, behind this skin that you touch
There is just someone who can be a woman, a woman ... [3X]
A woman...

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