Dear you,
You are an amateur thief
Not so subtle in stealing the looks
Your plan is very clear
And every part of your body
Reveals your scheme
Stop caressing your hair
Be gentle with your knees
I have received the signals long ago
I can even hear your heartbeat
No I am not that calculating
And I am not an oak
I am much weaker
Much more fragile
Be patient my dear
I was only practicing
The syllables of my name
But my glass is now empty
And I think I got my name right
Make room
I am heading your way
Let me teach you the art of deceiving
