That girl
With the glare that can freeze fire
With the deafening shriek during any situation dire
With the temper that rages like a storm
With the stubbornness that keeps you up 'til morn

That girl
With the smile that turns midnight into morning
With the knack to give lectures without sounding boring
With the eyes that shine bright as the sun's rays
With the hair that glistens whenever she plays

That girl
With the glint in her eye of mysterious knowing
With the secrets inside her she's forever been stowing
With the way she knows what is on your mind
With the way she has of never being on time

That girl
With the miraculous strength of a musk ox
With the strut she has wherever she walks
With the everlasting hope she has, richest of all hearts
With the graciousness she has, sweet as all tarts

That girl
With the strong personality
With the way of always knowing what is reality
With the charm she has to never seem lazy
With the special way of driving me crazy