Her Beauty

She wears pink knee-highs on a good day
So she don't feel so old
Or the knitted leg warmers she made
So she won't feel so cold

Don't know much about her
Except her sly grin on the side
She'll tell you how it is or if it isn't
Not up to you to decide

L'authenticité is her beauty, and she knows
That's how she came to be, and that's how she goes

She walks the sidewalks on her way
All the gents turn around
She smiles to herself as if to say
What a bunch of clowns

She rides her bike to get away
From all the chatter in the town
If bliss is ignorance, they say
What about that frown?

L'authenticité is her beauty, she knows
That's how she came to be, and that's how she goes, you know

She's small, she's only five years old
She likes to make conversation
She tells you all about the soul
And a million other inventions

She hangs her heart out on the line
Not to dry out at all
She hopes the sun will make it shine
Or soften with the rainfall

L'authenticité is her beauty, she knows
That's how she came to be, and that's how she goes, you know

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Credits
Writer(s): Amelie Lefebvre
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