Girl

Whom do you think 
Is an uptown girl? 
The one with a perfect smile 
Or the one loaded with pearls? 
Should she be a pure beauty 
Or a lady poised and smart? 
Oh! how can you judge her 
Without listening to her heart? 

What do you expect 
out of your uptown girl? 
To guard her precious chastity 
Or to swing it loose in a whirl? 
What is in to classify her 
On grounds, feeble and lame? 
Its true that disrespecting her 
Can bring you doom and shame. 

Oh! why do you hope 
That your uptown chick, 
is there to worship you 
and to give your boots a lick? 
Why do you think 
she has no feelings and no heart 
and that in this wide world, 
she's got to play no part? 

And if she's not an uptown 
but a plain and simple country dame, 
Would you then mock her simplicity, 
causing her misery, hurt and shame? 
How simply can you disown her 
Shaking her off, like a withered feather? 
Leaving her all hapless and alone 
Out to fight the turbulent weather. 

A girl is just a girl, 
whether country or uptown, 
she keeps all her secrets buried, 
lying unsaid deep and down. 
Love her, you feel her 
deep in your body, flesh and veins 
And her love is build upon 
nothing that is profane, 
if you want to win her 
then let your spirit touch her soul 
and thou shall finally behold her, 
getting one with you as a whole!