Marykaa/Poème





Le Prédateur

Ladies beware for there's a lover
on the prowl.
he's looking for hearts to melt and devour.
With moves like a cheetah
and eyes like an eagle,
he'll read your mind
and your will shall be feeble.

Ladies beware for there's a lover
on the prowl.
he won't prance at you and he won't growl,
But with words like honey
and dreams that are true
he knows your wishes
and makes you see them too.


In the middle of the night
he roams around Chatville
charming both the women who won't
and the women who will.

Ladies take care of the lover on the prowl.
His heart is of gold and he'll never play foul.
When a friend is in need, he is a friend indeed
and the advice he gives, you can always heed.

Ladies take care of the lover on the prowl.
His heart can be bruised
though he stares like an owl.
Play the game as much as you will
but when the dawn breaks...please...
don't move in for the kill

In the middle of the night
he roams around Chatville,
charming both the women who won't
and the women who will.



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