I'm a girl and by me that's only great. I am proud that my silhouette is curvy, that I walk with a sweet and girlish gait with my hips kind of swivelly and swervey.
I adore being dressed in something frilly when my date comes to get me at my place. Out I go with my Joe or John or Billy, like a filly who is ready for the race. When I have a brand new hairdo with my eyelashes all in curls I float as the clouds on air do; I enjoy being a girl.
When men say I'm cute and funny and my teeth aren't teeth but pearls I just lap it up like honey. I flip when a fellow sends me flowers, I drool over dresses made of lace. I talk on the telephone for hours with a pound and a half of cream upon my face.
I'm strictly a female female and my future I hope will be in the home of a brave and free male who'll enjoy being a guy, having a girl like me. When men say I'm sweet as candy as, around in a dance we whirl, it goes to my head like brandy, I enjoy being a girl.
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